Trophy of war, the waste of afterlife, d**h is the law, look into staring eyes The hymn of the crow resounds in the bloody skies Faces would I saw, grow dump by the axy by my side The power of ravishment , the ma**acre before my eyes On my shoulder the begging crows, feasting on my sacrifice Cut off the worn out heads, rituals in the blooded light The trophy hold up high, welcome from the gold like skies Madness the adour to k**, The shadows would I feel Blinding blades of war The trophy hold up high, thunder and lightning roar They fall into grace, begging about their honour in life In fear the staring face, cut their head in ear-deafening cries I tear the last veins, break ones neck and turn around Skies send thundering blaze, sculls burst out, blood runs out in scabbing sounds We're riding along the river, in the twilight of the gods Frozen rain is falling,
The cries of the ravens call sacrifice Trophy of war, d**h is law, Hymns of the crow, Look into staring eyes, remember in faces would I saw The power of ravishment , the ma**acre before my eyes On my shoulder the begging crows, feasting on my sacrifice Cut off the worn out heads, rituals in the blooded light, The trophy hold up high, welcome from the gold like skies They fall into grace, begging about their honour in life In fear the staring face, cut their head in ear-deafening cries I tear the last veins, break ones neck and turn around Skies send thundering blaze, sculls burst out, blood runs out in scabbing sounds We're riding along the river, in the twilight of the gods, Frozen rain is falling, the cries of the ravens call sacrifice