Iron and Clay

Pure Viking hatred:

I ride into battle

with a band of rebels

 

A battle for Armageddon;

iron is forged in the hottest 

furnace 

 

Hammers of destruction,

Axes of blood lust

 

We ride to battle to be annihilated,

Out numbered,

Out manned,

 

Rebels who turn to stone,

forgotten in the forest