March of Death lyrics

On the field of death Legions march at night Power at my hands Mighty dragon's flight The wet grass Under our feet The legions march Through the streets The strength of Tyr The warrior of one Pulsed through Acacius's veins With almighty strength Fueled by the mighty Bite of the wolvish Fenrir The steel warriors marched Following the path Of the rune That points northwards Towards the sky The legions make their way Unafraid to die Despite the arm that was lost To the fangs of the beast The battle lust of Tyr Drives the men on and on chorus: For The Glory of Tyr We Shall Never Die For The Glory of Tyr We Shall Forever abide