No Quarter - The brase will rise

As blood from the wolves thar runs with lust
villages burn own to dust
forward with hammer till the battle must.
A cold steel blade cuts through a chest,
to show the world which man is the best
an avalanch of warriors slay the rest

Chorus
because the brave will rise again all your
enemies we condemn
as while lighting strikes the blood will flow
the sword takes the head of other foe
and the brave will rise again

Odin is working hard to form so pray
for your life it's a Violent Storm
buy praying won't help when warriors call.
Roaming the bow the berserkers the fierce
Men an Women running with fear
as the sky cracks ragnarok is here

Chorus:
A mightly storm comes from the north
as the battle in the sky Odin comes forth
with his ravens at side and his 8 legged horse
to conquer lands where other have failed
as they board the long boat and are set so sail
they know nothing of the fear or the pain