Keep your axe close and fire warm, out-lander
The Fenrisian cold will freeze the marrow in yer bone's
When the salt freeze breaks, the ice wyrm feeds
Fjords tower over frozen seas
On mountain fang through winter's jaws
The route survives by Fenris' laws
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Fenrys hjølda
There are no wolves on Fenris, no matter what they say
That howling at the moon? It's just the icy wind at play
The Wolf King leads de Hunt His prey we set ablaze
The All-Fathers executioner blades
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We raid the stars in iron boats and leave wights in our wake
Skålds tell tales of glory, and enemies we've slain
Chain axes roar, bolters crack
With tooth and claw we flay, rip and hack
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There are no wolves on Fenris no matter what they say
That howling at the moon? It's just the icy wind at play
The Wolf King leads de Hunt His prey we set ablaze
All-Fathers executioner blades
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When our threads at last are cut and we rest in deep red snow
The All-Father will call out and his wolf will return home
Until next winter brothers, may your aike's stay warm
Upland awaits, our glorious beyond
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There are no wolves on Fenris, no matter what they say
That howling at the moon? It's just the icy wind at play
The Wolf King leads de Hunt His prey we set ablaze
All-Fathers executioner blades
Raise your mjord to the stars, let the rune stones tell
Of sagas we've writ in the fires of hell
Where chain axes howl and frost blades bite
The pack survives through coldest night
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