Under the Northern Fullmoon - Dark Forest

Deep in the north

An arctic wind screams

Its voice comforts the forests

Here warriors of northern hall guard

Ice sharp like steel

Lit by the moon

The wind is voice of our gods

Soon these roots will drink much blood

Hail!

Let this night be one of glory!

Fight for your honor!

Fight for our Gods!

Let it be known!

That the north is eternal!

It remains untouched!

The fullmoon, lights their path

A wolf screams to the sky

Six times one hundred men

Holding hammers high

To the Golden Hall, they will ride

For Odin they will die

This land of forest and ice

Dormant, it shall always lie