**intro** [Atmospheric intro with slow, heavy drum beat and haunting melodic horn call] [Distorted guitar riff builds tension] --- **Verse 1** The grey dawn broke upon the fjord, a chilling mist did rise, When longships black as funeral shrouds appeared before our eyes. No parley sought, no words were shared, just steel and savage cries, They came to plunder, rape, and burn beneath these northern skies. But in our hearts, the ancient fire of our forefathers burned so bright, We grasped our axes, sharp and true, and braced ourselves to fight. --- **Pre-Chorus** Hear our call! For hearth and home! No retreat, we stand alone! --- **Chorus** Hail! ... Hail! ... Hail dear ODIN! The storm of steel, our fate we're codin'! With bloodied axe and shield held high, For every fallen son, they die! The earth will tremble at our might, We stand as wolves against the night! --- **Verse 2** The shield wall formed, a bristling line of wood and iron hard, Against the tide of savage foes, a desperate guard. Each swing a prayer to Tyr and Thor, for strength and guiding hand, We fought as berserkers of old, a fearless, raging band. The air was thick with battle cries, the clash of sword on shield, Upon this sacred, frozen ground, no inch would ever yield. --- **Pre-Chorus** Hear our call! For hearth and home! No retreat, we stand alone! --- **Chorus** Hail! ... Hail! ... Hail dear ODIN! The storm of steel, our fate we're codin'! With bloodied axe and shield held high, For every fallen son, they die! The earth will tremble at our might, We stand as wolves against the night! --- **Bridge** [Choir: Allfather, hear our desperate plea! Grant us the strength to break them free!] The battle raged, the sun dipped low, painting the snow blood-red, Our ranks were thin, our spirits strained, among the countless dead. Yet in our eyes, defiance burned, no thought of flight or shame! We fought for kin, for land, for pride, and whispered Odin's name! --- **Guitar Solo** [Powerful and melodic guitar solo with urgency and epic scale] --- **Chorus** Hail! ... Hail! ... Hail dear ODIN! The storm of steel, our fate we're codin'! With bloodied axe and shield held high, For every fallen son, they die! The earth will tremble at our might, We stand as wolves against the night! --- **outro** The final foe lay broken, still, the field a gruesome sight, Then from the heavens, blackest clouds unleashed a blinding light! The thunder roared, a mighty crack, as lightning split the sky, As if the Allfather's own hand had answered our fierce cry! [Fades out with torrential rain and echoing thunder]