Fenrir Hunts lyrics

Rank and file of Legions vile form their battle lines

Clad in armour black as night Northern Darkness sines

Banners raised skin of slaves slap in Vanir's breeze

Seidmen cut rune wards deep Hel thaws all shall freeze.

Release the flood a rampant tide of blood

Will fill this black lagoon

Warriors weened on gore and gruel must heed

The carrion call of doom.

Pack Master! Unleash the Reavers eager for rapine.

Emerge from lair of ice and gneiss cave and ravine.

Vulpine scouts, winter-lean, scent meat on ripe spore

A feast awaits the frenzy of rabid fang and claw.

Volcanic shores bleed a gush of iron ore

From ashes Death will bloom.

Howl for Hel Voracious Dogs of War.

Fenrir hunts Snaps jaws of doom.

Skills to hone, swords to whet to keen edge damascene.

Spear tip to taper, arrow fletch, hammerhead to clean

In spleen.

Shield to boss, helm to crest, battle axe to grind

Wound to stitch, gut to void, Berzerker-rage to blind.

Sick mind.

Beneath a shroud of bludgeoned sky

We tread the dust on corpse-strewn roads.

Hum laments of requiems

Half-remembered odes

Of orphaned brats, weeping widows.

We march to crack of thunder Ragnarok in our eyes

To drumbeat of the Damned we salute your sacrifice

We march for love of slaughter drunk on wine of blades

We fight for eternal night until the End of Days

Release the flood a rampant tide of blood

Will fill this black lagoon.

Warriors weened on gore and gruel must heed

The carrion call.

Volcanic shores bleed a gush of iron ore

From ashes Death will bloom.

Howl for Hell Voracious Dogs of War.

Fenrir hunts Snaps jaws of doom.

• Artist:Abbath
• Album:Abbath