Warseid - In Themselves They Believed

High One holds you not in his favor
Be yet steadfast and pray to the gods
When a foe you face formidable
That you win against all odds

Strike fast and strike true
The seers had warned
Be alert, be not afraid
Wise men warriors did scorn

There they stood, upon the hill high
Unfurled their banners, let ravens fly
Down to their doom, they all charged
All screaming death louder than ever heard

Strong, the king with his men
Blood spattered, sword high risen
Cleaving skulls down to the throat
Armor cannot withstand
Endless they are
Bodies cover the ground
Backs to the rocks, stand together
Shieldwall, covered crimson

Odin, grant me now wisdom
Grant me victory this day
Let me honor you with slaughter
If I must, I’ll feast with you this day

The battle did rage
Their shields held strong
Still brothers were slain
Valhalla’s not long

As they fought they looked for the ravens
Against their setting sun
Blood it flowed and swords they sang
Yet they saw not a single one

Their gods left them there stranded
With naught but might and will
Warriors foretold to perish
But determined they were to kill

High One holds you not in his favor
Be yet steadfast and pray to the gods
When a foe you face formidable
That you win against all odds

Their gods left them there stranded
The seers told them take heed
No gods stood beside them
In themselves they then believed