Messenger Of The Northern Warrior Host

(Music:Olsson, Malmström / Lyrics:Järrebring)



The freezing air bites my skin

Riding in the light

Of the crystal fullmoon

The forest gather around me

A horde of wolves

Is following in my footsteps

I plough through the snow

The valley opens wide


I am expected

I am the

Messenger of the

Northern warrior host


They lighten their torches

And turns towards heaven

Summon in sviarnirs tongue

The human sacrifice is given

To almighty Odin

He gives us the sign

As the spear impales the body

The horn is blowing to war