Conquering of Hirsir

At the break of dawn
 The gods above and below
 Blow their harns
 The dark mist lies low
 Above the moisty ground
 Gods summoning their gathered hordes
 In declaration of war
 We partake in massive bloodshed
 Whilst the remaining freeze and die
 Unshorn warrior behold the burning
 Lovely it is the flames burning Hirsir
 A lonesome cry echoes through an almost
 cloudless sky
 One god has fallen from high heaven ground
 Human parts and weapons lie scattered
 As blood freeze to solid ground
 Yes pagan souls be witness
 To the conquering of Hirsir
 So warriors unsheathe your swords
 Burn with us and our lord
 Drums play their slow march
 Symbolize that we will to Hell march
 Alonesome cry echoes through and almost
 cloudless cky
 One god has fallen from heaven high
 Human parts and weapons lie scattered
 As blood freeze to solid ground
 Yes pagan souls be witness to the conquering
 The battle is set for the conquering of Hirsir