Enslaved - Wotan Lyrics
*****, waste landscapeVast plains lead to the seashore in the westA northern wind sweeps over dead bodiesA stranger has entered the domains of the vikingsDie not lying sick, dastardly cowardDraw sword, fight with the war godsWotan!We shall fight until we see RitrostWe shell fight until Heimdal flows the GjallarhormWe shall fight for our domainsWe shall fight with the war godsWotan!Die not lying sick, dastardly cowardDraw sword, fight with the war godsWotan!