A Fury Divine
Death is drawing nearI know it's true but I have no fearI know I can't escape my:
FATE! Turns its deadly wheelJudgement day is closing in but still I cannot feel:
REMORSE! Is for the weakI stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all:
LIES! Spread by preaching menI'm on trial for being who I amAnd praising the Gods of my native land
I will stand firm, I refuse to kneelThe fury in me is divineMy dark grave awaits, my fate is revealedBut I'm not afraid to die
Death! The day to die is hereThe sun rides high on the northern sphereAnd the executioner sharpens his:
Axe! Shines in the sunI smile when they tie me downAnd hear the sound of the falling bladeDeath! Sweet death, relieve me from this worldDeath! Sweet death, relieve me, relieve:
So death finally came to himThe pagan man could not be turnedHe faced death with a grinNow his head rests in the dust
The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneelThen fury in him was divineNow he is dead, his fate has been sealedHe's brought to golden hall up high