1. VIKINGS BLOOD

Viking age it has come to be
Seafaring born on the norwegian sea
We will feast from horns we drink
Blót sacrifice for the dead
Rest in peace
War defend the sword
Preordained death fearlessness
Raid the shore
Midgard our home one of the nine
Conquer lands with honor
Till the day we die
Now that you have scorned my honor i have no mercy left
Vengeance is all i seek
This is not what i want but life has forced me to it
You chose to be my enemy
Let the battle begin
From this night to the crimson morning
Storm the shores with a absence of warning
Hunt of the wolf fearsome warrior soul remains
Viking blood will always run through my veins
Odin the furious one
All father has existed before time begun
God of death god of war god of sorcery
We raise a drink and praise you through our poetry
Time to sail again
Set the course from north comes the gusting winds
Asgard valhalla in the skies
Bitfrost we must cross on the day we die
From this night to the crimson morning
Storm the shores with a absence of warning
Hunt of the wolf fearsome warrior soul remains
Viking blood will always run through my veins


2. KNIGHTS OF REDEMPTION

Finally now i can see
A world that has been cursed so viciously
A cry of pain whats done in vain
Blood of mankind will be washed away
Hear the call of the knights of redemption
From the shores of a distant dimension
Ride to war with blood swords undetected
To rid the world of the filth you infected
Demanding peace through trickery
Hypocrite ways you are disease
Decimate your safe space
Melting dense snow from whence you came
Hear the call of the knights of redemption
From the shores of a distant dimension
Ride to war with blood swords undetected
To rid the world of the filth you infected
Feel the cold of winter ungodly heat
Serenity lost and found soul incomplete
Storm raining fears our thirsty dying tears
Forever calling as no one can hear
And they don't care
Violently bloodthirsty
Ending the struggle you're paid to keep
Nothing less nothing more
Suffering a loss of your foolish war
Hear the call of the knights of redemption
From the shores of a distant dimension
Ride to war with blood swords undetected
To rid the world of the filth you infected


3. SWORD OF WAR

(Instrumental)


4. REPULSIVE CREATION

Every day in pain i wake up the same
Back to work slaving for a dime thrown away
Fighting through this day so hard to stay awake
Break my back can't relax must focus concentrate
The complaints start to come as soon as you begin
Just want to work put in time and then get out again.
In my voice you can hear my hesitation
Unforeseen the repulsive creation
Every shift complains about the other ones
Seems like no one wants to get the job done
Complain and blame again your a waste of life
As i sleep i dream i bash your skull at night.
Left to rot in this hell no salvation
Warpath my final destination
Retaliate as it leads to termination
Unforeseen the repulsive creation
I'm pissed off that i'm here in the first place
I keep calm then i turn to see your face
Your presence in this room what a waste of space
Morale all time low breeds a constant hate
Every day in pain i wake up the same
Back to work slaving for a dime thrown away
Fighting through this day so hard to stay awake
Break my back can't relax must focus concentrate
Left to rot in this hell no salvation
Warpath my final destination
Retaliate as it leads to termination
Unforeseen the repulsive creation


5. REMOVAL OF THOUGHTS

This generation has weakened our way of life
Quickly to denounce the strength that exist
Praising lies uneducated through their eyes
A silent death begins a future of regret
Blood is yours mine is war
Removal of thoughts
Race bait poor is bought
You receive false pretense
Removal of thoughts
Truth is found you are lost
Oceans of hate you preceive don't exist
Truth knocks on your door the final death wish
Spreading lies converting young weakened minds
Agenda lost bathe in the blood of your demise
Do not resist the knowledge that we have gained
Do not take down our path what still remains
War will rise from the ingnorance of your ways
Beckoning a call from the ancient days
Men are dying as fire corrupts their soul
Screaming for peace with no controll
Living false lies do as you are told
Accusing those who tolerate your behold
Blood is yours mine is war
Removal of thoughts
Race bait poor is bought
You receive false pretense
Removal of thoughts
Truth is found you are lost
Oceans of hate you preceive don't exist
Truth knocks on your door the final death wish
Spreading lies converting young weakened minds
Agenda lost bathe in the blood of your demise