Heathen justice for a murderer
Whose victum cursed thee
Behold the sons of Lodbrok
Answer their father's dying plea's
Cursed be a man
Who takes mighty heathen life
Upon pagan redemption
You forfeit your life
Blood Red
Life drifts from those Christian eyes
Blood Red
For blood feud you forfeit your life
Blood Red
There will be no hero's death for you
Blood Red
You can feel your final day is through
Now return to the ground
In the world of pain and regret
With a scarlet Blood Red Eagle
Carved up from your chest
You made a wrong decision
There's no time for regret
Shortly after you will see
Your lungs outside your chest
Life drifts from those eyes
You take your dying breathe
This is Heathen justice
A lesson you must get
Blood Red
Life drifts from those Christian eyes
Blood Red
For blood feud you forfeit your life
Blood Red
There will be no hero's death for you
Blood Red
You can feel your final day is through
Now return to the ground
In the world of pain and regret
With a scarlet Blood Red Eagle
Carved up from your chest.
