Текст песни Hordes

It is a cold, cold wind Blowing from the north Night now is spreading Warriors going forth Take your white swords Red lights in our eyes Sparkling galwish's wrath Pagan north lords will lead us to Valhalla Northern call of duty Smashing down Christianity Lords of unholy winds Night shall make rise the ruins Of the oldest CAER SKAAL Realms of a north beneath A sky which really lives Without the gods of the three dominators They shall die !! Hordes!! fighters of the north Hordes!! leaders of war Hordes!! Crushing down enemies Hordes!! Oh we shall be the purest ones ... Northern call of duty Smashing down Christianity Lords of unholy winds Night shall make rise the ruins Of the oldest CAER SKAAL Realms of a north beneath A sky which really lives Without the gods of the three dominators They shall die !! Hordes!! fighters of the north Hordes!! leaders of war Hordes!! Crushing down enemies Hordes!! Oh we shall be the purest ones ...