Heathen

Lyrics: Tomi Kalliola Music: Tomi Kalliola Cold autumn rain beats down on my bloodstained face In the clouded, misty morning sky I see ravens circle My blade now sheated tasted blood just hours before On the frozen fields of terrible we'll avenge their deeds with our steel On the killing fields of honour where pride is measured in war

With sorrowfilled heart I walk ahead on my nightly patrol Sounds of battle still echoing in my mind Reminding me of the night at the coast when we saw the horde of ships closing in on us in the horizon On the frozen fields of terrible we'll avenge their deeds with our steel Tuonela On the killing fields of honour where pride is measured in war Tuonela

On the killing fields of honour,where pride is measured in war On the frozen fields of terrible,we'll avenge their deeds with our steel Tuonela On the killing fields of honour,where pride is measured in war On the frozen fields of terrible,we'll avenge their deeds with our steel Tuonela

Unprepared we were when they came to shore Waving their swords screaming the name of an unknown god Burned our villages, desecrated our shrines replaced our old gods with icons of their false faith You might kill our kin but you can never crush our spirit The heathenpride in northmen's minds will always remain Like fire scorched earth we are reborn With autumns coldest winds we arrive Like fire scorched earth we are reborn With autumns coldest winds we arrive Tuonela

From behind they sneaked on us like the cowards they are Forced us to retreat in shame filled our hearts with pain and rage You might kill our kin but you can never crush our spirit The heathenpride in northmen's minds will always remain Like fire scorched earth we are reborn With autumns coldest winds we arrive Proud in our hearts, unchained in our might We are pure heathen wrath unbound Like fire scorched earth we are reborn With autumns coldest winds we arrive Proud in our hearts, unchained in our might We are pure heathen wrath unbound

As I awake from my remembrance one single tear rolls down to my scarred cheeck I return to our mountain camp the hideaway of the few survivors of their holy ****ing

We pray for might Our shamans survey the runes We call forth the elements to fight along side us on this pagan cause We swear an oath to old gods: We will not rest until we find revenges For now and forever

We will not rest until we find revenges Until every single soul of those ****ing worms sails the black waters of Tuonela Yet even Tuoni would reject that scum their pitiful souls shall forever be cursed to haunt these northern woods at night Meadows shall be covered with blood, foul stench of rotting flesh Vultures and rats will feast on the corpses of the deceased Horizon burn with thousand fires Swords shall clatter, warcrys echo Rivers of blood of the fallen warriors severed limbs lying all around Meadows are covered with blood, foul stench of rotting flesh Vultures and rats will feast on the corpses of the deceased

The Gods of War will be satisfied In the gloomy autumn night

When the night falls again we proud men of north gather around the bonfires And in the light of the paganfires we sharpen our swords saddle our horses and whisper one final prayer to the Gods of War We sharpen our swords saddle our horses and whisper one final prayer to the Gods of War We call forth the archaic forces We summon the elements We sing our prayers to four winds Raise our chalices towards the sky

When the fullmoon rises to sky we ride towards our desecrated village Filled with rage and Ukkos might， shouting oaths of battle singing songs of war In the name of mighty old god we will send them to Tuonis doors In the name UKKO of god we will send them to Tuonis doors We call forth the archaic forces We summon the elements Sing our prayers to four winds Raise our chalices towards the sky We call forth the archaic forces We summon the elements Sing our prayers to four winds Raise our chalices towards the sky

Swords swing in the light of the moon sing their awful song of the death

May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave we'll ride to victory May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave all ascend to another place Call forth the archaic forces We summon the elements Sing our prayers to four winds Raise our chalices towards the sky We remove their icons We crucify their priests to their own crosses We'll burn their holy scriptures sink their dismember corpses to the marshes of the proud northern woods May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave we'll ride to victory May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave all ascend to another place Call forth the archaic forces We summon the elements Sing our prayers to four winds Raise our chalices towards the sky Berzerk we attack steel singing in the light of the moon Outnumbered we are but filled with heathenpride One by one, we cut down their troops May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave we'll ride to victory May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave all ascend to another plane Call forth the archaic forces We summon the elements Sing our prayers to four winds Raise our chalices towards the sky May the winds hear our cries May the stars call our names When the moon is on the wave we'll ride to victory