Pagan Swords Prevail

Chiming on the wind they clash in a blaze of fire
A violent clamor heard high on mountaintops
Mjollnir calls us all to the glory of battle
Odin be our guide and never let our steel tire
Upon the hills of warring foes
Pagan swords prevail
On battlefields where proud men fight
Pagan swords prevail
In the name of blood and conquest
Pagan swords prevail
Thru the day and thru the night
Pagan swords prevail
Hundreds of horses thundering across the glades
Racing off to war, our banners fly high in the wind
Our blades thirst for blood, for pagan steel grows ever restless
Heimdall sounds the horn, Ragnarok is now at hand
Where wars beget a tapestry
Pagan swords prevail
We proudly fight and though some fall
Pagan swords prevail
In a time when legends rise
Pagan swords prevail
With the sons of Odin on our side
Pagan swords prevail
Worshippers of Frey, wield your swords to make him proud
Hundingsbana’s wrath will fill our steel with it’s own
Let there be no mercy or forgiveness in our hearts
Across the Bifrost Bridge lies our kingdom Valhalla
Upon the hills of warring foes
Pagan swords prevail
On battlefields where proud men fight
Pagan swords prevail
In the name of blood and conquest
Pagan swords prevail
Thru the day and thru the night
Pagan swords prevail