Hymn of the Conquerors Lyrics


We are the chosen of an eternal kingdom

Revelling in our heresy

We are the conquerors, spurned by the northwinds

Our trumpets wailing sounds of doom

Our sea of soldiers march with hatred

Sparing no unbelievers in our wake

Your establishments burn on this winter evening

The moon a witness to our conquering tide

Chorus:

One thousand years of forgotten glory

One thousand sins we shall not forget

One thousand heroes no longer forgotten

One thousand swords unsheathed for your death

We fear not death, for it is our ally

We fear not hate, for it is our friend

We fear not your gods, for they have no power

And we fear not you, for you shall die!

Barbarossa awakes, his knights now rising

His beard is wrapped three times around the stone

The march to the East is once more coming

Legend of legends arise once more

We submerge again into dark ice waters

The seawolves hum the hymn of death

Iceland, Greenland, belongs to the northmen

Reclaiming ancestral lands once again

(Repeat Chorus)

All around you can you feel it?

The autumn winds bring a scent of death

Grim reaper walks, your people follow

The sun has set upon your land

We fear not death, for it is our ally

We fear not hate, for it is our friend

We fear not your gods, for they have no power

And we fear not you, for you shall die!