Warhammer

In lands of frost, under the midnight sun's bold gaze
A Viking's end comes not from age, but warrior's ways
Through the howling wind, our laughter rings, in battle's dance
In every clash and strike, we scorn the whims of chance

Crushing skulls with my warhammer, fierce and wild
With my brave brothers, in battle, we're never mild
Through the thrill of violence, our fearless hearts unite
In the clash and fury, we find our true delight

On heaving seas, our longship dances, brave and free
With my half-wit crew, we sail and puke on the endless sea
Through the storms and waves, we chase the horizon's call
Laughing in the face of danger, we fear no fall

And when the raven calls, and Valhalla's gates draw near
We'll meet our end, not with sorrow, but with cheer
For in Odin's hall, we'll feast with heroes of old
In stories sung, our tales forever bold

Crushing skulls with my warhammer, fierce and wild
With my brave brothers, in battle, we're never mild
Through the thrill of violence, our fearless hearts unite
In the clash and fury, we find our true delight



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Bezemek
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