Times of War Lyrics

I praise the God of nordic dawn
I am a warrior walking through snow
I am a viking, a native fighter
My heart is cold; I belong the Nordic night...

Times of war...

I know all these landscapes of winter
My sword, my hammer, my axe full of power
The noble blood runs through my veins
My beloved land of Scandinavia...

Times of war...

Barbarian realms of frozen beauty
I'm proud for born in a land so majestic
I am a wolf barking through forest
I am a great falcon flying free...

"Living in the Dark Forest
The Way of the viking is my path
I belong the Sacred Order
Lost in the wind, I search for my people
My tribe is the tribe of the brave
My enemies search for my soul
From Heavens comes my supreme power
Who defies me will be smashed"