The message is spread around A new breed of warriors emerged The fires of war shall burn The howling of Fenriz will be heard With blades forged in hatred And souls baptised in Hell Bearing the rune of power Unchaining the wolf We live the days of Ragnarok Apocalyptic warfare We drink the tears of Innocence And spit your gods of mercy Like humble dogs you'll lick our feet Like raging wolves we'll hurt you By the law of the Talon We'll reclaim our jewel throne The time has come, to claim our ground The fallen one, is standing proud Spirits of mayhem, sons of wrath We praise thy name, strengthen our hearts