Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
Right before I turn around
He falls to his knees
A clear song rings in the blades
When steel meets hardened steel
I hear the sound of wood that breaks
A sword cut through my shield
I drop the shield and grab my axe
A weapon in each fist
The first blow makes the helmet crack
The axe cut to the teeth
I rip the axe from the head
covered in blood and brains
Leave the body lying dead
Ready to strike again
My sword cuts through clothes and skin
Like a hot knife cuts through snow
I smile as the bastard screams
when I twist my sword
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead
I raise my axe above my head
My eyes turned furious rage
Yet more blood will be shed
This is a victorious day!
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
As they turn around
I fall to my knees
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead
