Finntroll vatteanda

With screams and screeches like the cry of a thousand ravens.
We tear our way out of rock and pit
Claws sharp as swords, jaws like wolves
Wats come forth, taste our fire
We drink your blood, our juice of life
So much of it, we haven't had it in millennia
Blood and corpses run the edges of the north
We are here, We are here. WATER SPIRIT
Eyes shining among shadows, beak and claw
Flesh shall be torn for unchristian faith
Eyes shining among shadows, beak and claw
Flesh shall be torn for unchristian faith
Unborn child and pregnant woman
they taste best in the fog of the night
unborn child and pregnant woman
they taste best in the fog of the night
RIP, BROTHERS, RIP!
RIP, BROTHERS ,RIV!
RIV, BROTHERS, RIV!
[Goblins awaken from the bowels of the earth and destroy the villages and cities of the north. Feasting on humans for the first time in a thousand years, they prefer the unborn and their carrying mothers. The bodies are piled along the boundaries of the northern lands.]