Viking saga.

So it begins with the roars,
a war cry to open hell’s doors.
You are the death,
you are the afterlife.
Shoot punch,
kill with the knife.
The enemy is your mercy,
release and demonize.
no love no passion,
kill and die to rise.
Time to pay your debt,
fight till the last drop of blood is left.
Home is far,
dark time need you shining like a star.
Life is for honorable and proud,
we are the death to the grim reaper,
say it out loud.
Time to paint blood,
play with enemy’s head.
You are not a body but soul,
wounds are easy to heal but not from a lost goal.
wear the rage,
to conquer is your role,
freedom or cage.
We are men of the free world,
to kill is your act and battlefield is the stage.
Innocent we protect,
and sinners we ravage.
You are the Gods of war,
prized possession are the battle scars.
Write your own story,
cause life is a blank page.

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