Fjorsvartnir
Melodic black metal from Copenhagen,
deep and gloomy atmosphere filled with majestic ambient passages.
Legions of the north
We are standing
Proud and armed
We are ready
To fight and kill
for our mighty god Odin
With our elite weapons
Created by our gods
We will conquer
All other yet unknown lands
For we will win this massive war
Without doubts
All enemies we will kill
In a big great slaughter
And all of their small bitches
We shall rape
We are the legions, of the north
All of our warriors are berserks
The Viking warriors are elite and they will kill
All of your silly southern kinds
We will treat you armies with no mercy
Get ready to meet your destiny
Your blood, will flow, under my feet’s
Your skull, will split, under attack by my axe
Life taken after life
All they will die
And rapes after this battle
That will become our price
Heads are rolling, under our feet’s, this is our fun
Blood is flowing under our knees, soon all are dead
Fire and more fire
Their cities we are burning
Meat and more meat
To strength us for more battles
Dead bodies in a big pile, to show our victory
Dead clouds from burning the dead, will scare next city on our way
