No Surrender

A warrior coming from the north His pagan omens show in the clouds He sees his fate in the sky The gods are with him he's not alone Through the clearing he walks His might irradiates the air Fought many wars Riding swiftly on his black mare Anihilating the holy legions He hacks the weak men down He dominates his entire region To finally join all the tribes Defending against the opressors Holding his axe with fire in his eyes His purpose was always clear To destroy the corrupt in this fight In the old gods he finds his strength Fighting with him in this bloody night Forests washed with roman blood Pagan warlord a legend in his might Anihilating the holy legions He hacks the weak men down He dominates his entire region To finally join all the tribes Find strength in the hearts of men Rush head first into the wolfs den Death or glory there is no surrender