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