Absurd
Miscellaneous
Asgard Kingdom
Storm of terror in the dark night, gruesome u003d wild hunt
Living in death, in eternal battle, (and the) steel feasted on blood.
Wrapped in the skins of wolves and bears and gruesome war clothes,
The fairy tale speeds ahead quickly through the land.
Pale full moon, death runes, a warrior hanging in a tree,< br/>Magic brings him back to life (as) a beast from a terrible dream.
Wotan's army welcomes him, deathly pale and merciless,
Not one enemy shall resist, the final blow is delivered!
The ground begins to tremble dully, hoofbeats approach from the distance,
Warrior steps, heavy and powerful, set a grim rhythm.
Wolf claws, bear paws, rushing forward on the hunt,< br/>White fangs flash coldly and turn red before daylight.
And the steel sings clearly and brightly its message of death in battle,
Of war forever and of the reason that turns red.
Oskorei on a wild hunt, Wotan's army, storms across the country,
Unstoppable, undaunted u003d The steel is also waiting in my hand!