Pilgrims From Tarterus - All-Heil

Abuse Him and thou shalt dearly abye it

I abandon myself to Thy grief
In a voice of thunder Thou shalt guide me
Unswerving piety erased was by Thy law
My Thespian Dream follows me until dawn

Abide with me, O Oden, for I must be able

The Great Account awaits Thy arrival
The golden rainbow conquered was by Thy world
With the only company of those tiny ravens
We shall come today beyond the closed gates

Thus the air was afluttered with dead birds
Shall those who oppose Thee be vanished into the void
Gathered armies - sworn Thy name - should them be victorious
Shall they be punished who keep us harrassed

Blow the horn for Thy last night
Army of dead shall rise in misty air at twilight
We will welcome Thee
Our gods!

Gather Thy warriors for this last struggle
Evil wolf and the serpent are now free
Lead Thy armies into this bloody battle
A new kingdom fervently awaits Thee

Nine steps apart Thee from Thy death
As the final battle goes on
Fearless faces of ferocious giants
Come today, the end of our world

Rebirth of two we today witness
Brothers arise from beyond
And only two of mankind stay alive
And the crops grow - a new world for us all

All-Heil Thor
All-Heil Oden
All-Heil Thor
All-Heil Oden