Painfully the lust for blood
Grows in the hearts of northern men
To understand it's siren call

Is far beyond their mortal ken
Plunder and a womans touch
Meat and gold and wine

Enemies all torn to shreds
These visions occupy their minds


Between the nightfall, and the shining morn
The silence shattered, a sounding horn
Dragon boats, faster than a shark

Deliver warriors, deliver demons in the dark

Sinful demons in the

Dark...

Bloodthirsty demons

In the dark...

Cautiously, the refugees

Seek shelter from their fate
With northern warriors searching still
Hunting in a frenzied state

Darkness gives their leaders hope
Shelters them from view
But frightened cries betray their lives

The slaughter starts anew

Burn the village down

Cast the dead away
Burn the village down
Leave the priest to pray

Burn the village down
Drink the blood of the dead
And be initiated into our brotherhood of dread