Deathcult
(Indisponível)
Fullmoon crystal gazing
Odin's one eye – arises
In the gloomy night
Over the darkest parts of Jutland
From the dark Jutland
Beware the mighty cult
We kill with cold blood
As christians profane
Call to arms we'll fight
With the spirits of our forefathers
March with power and glory
With the victory in our eyes
RISE
Against the holy crusade
The destructor of humanity
We come from the westland
The deathcult of Jutland
We live in the darkened woods
Where the storm blows like thunder
Over the coldest parts of Jutland
We the deathcult
Worshippers of Odin
Highest of the northmen godz
King among godz
God of the moon
Hail to Odin
Call to arms we'll fight
With the spirits of our forefathers
March with power and glory
With the victory in our eyes
RISE
Against the holy crusade
The destructor of humanity
From the dark Jutland
Beware the deathcult
We kill with cold blood
As christians profane
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