VIKING BATTLE SONG (glacier breaker)

Описание: Iron boots crush the silver crust
Beneath a sky of steel and dust
The North wind howls a battle cry
Under the gaze of a predator’s eye
We leave the warmth of the hearth behind
With a singular hunger, a lethal mind
Into the white, where the blizzard screams
To shatter the hope of a thousand dreams.
(Pre-Chorus)
The frost bites deep, but our blood is fire
The mountain peak is our funeral pyre
No mercy held in a fist of stone
We march to claim the frozen throne.
(Chorus)
Power in the pulse, strength in the bone
Across the wastes where the gods are known
We are the hammer, we are the blade
In the valley of death, we are unafraid
Destroy the weak, let the kingdoms fall
Answer the master of the Allfather’s call
Victory is written in the crimson snow
Where the Vikings march, only ruins grow.
(Verse 2)
Shadows lengthen on the jagged ice
A world of cold is the warrior's price
Our shields are locked like a wall of slate
Carrying the thunder of ancient fate
Let the cowards flee to their southern walls
While glory echoes in the golden halls
We don’t seek peace, we don’t seek rest
Only the steel against a rival’s chest.
(Bridge)
Break the ice!
Claim the prize!
Look into the winter’s eyes!
No retreat!
No defeat!
Make the conquest bitter-sweet!
(Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break)
(Chorus)
Power in the pulse, strength in the bone
Across the wastes where the gods are known
We are the hammer, we are the blade
In the valley of death, we are unafraid
Destroy the weak, let the kingdoms fall
Answer the master of the Allfather’s call
Victory is written in the crimson snow
Where the Vikings march, only ruins grow.
(Outro)
The wasteland trembles.
The sun goes pale.
Behold the power.
Behold the flail.
Victory... or Valhalla!