Arising Lyrics - Singles - Thyrfing

I would wake warriors great 

Summon warriors of the oak 

High as a pine in the forest 

Summon those who sleep 

Wake those beneath the grass 

Buried deep under fields 

Under sacrificial graves 

In the burning earth 

Carve runes upon the horns 

Stain them red with blood 

We mumble our spells and sing our hymns 

Filled with lust we drink 

The mead so pure and strong 

Proffered by smiling maidens 

We praise the taste on our tongue 

Mead blessed for us by Odin 

My father he has promised 

That glorious I'll become 

Standing high in the stern 

Steering the ship so worthy 

Slained in battle I rise again 

Brought to life by a heathen spell 

The sea was my home, I ruled the waves 

Without fearing my death 

Arising from the realm 

Where the dead are screaming in vain 

Bring forth the day 

And I'll fight by your side