Death is drawing near
I know its true but I have no fear
I know I cant escape my:

FATE Turns its deadly wheel
Judgement day is closing in but still I cannot feel:

REMORSE Is for the weak
I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all:

LIES Spread by preaching men
Im on trial for being who I am
And praising the Gods of my native land

I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel
The fury in me is divine
My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed
But Im not afraid to die

Death The day to die is here
The sun rides high on the northern sphere
And the executioner sharpens his:

Axe Shines in the sun
I smile when they tie me down
And hear the sound of the falling blade
Death Sweet death, relieve me from this world
Death Sweet death, relieve me, relieve:

So death finally came to him
The pagan man could not be turned
He faced death with a grin
Now his head rests in the dust

The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel
Tehn fury in him was divine
Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed
Hes brought to Golden Hall up high