They ride tonight, their fires burning bright
As they set ablaze the woods across the glen
The drums of war assault the innocent in flight
And the smell of ash and blood lies in the wind
Unproven warrior - he's got nothing left to lose
The ashes of his home beneath his heel
And madness grips his mind as he laces up his boot
And calmly grips his fallen father's steel
With the skins of a bear and a wild bloody stare
Step onto the warpath if you dare
One thousand bloody nights of sword and flame
One thousand bloody nights of death and pain
The man who's forced to fight one thousand bloody nights
Will never make it back to you the same
Far from his homeland, the north wind burning in his chest
He stalks the coast with murder in his eyes
His heart cries out for more as they fall beneath his ax
No plea will melt his stoic gaze of ice
And out of that night steps a terrifying sight
Whose face he can no longer recognize
One thousand bloody nights of sword and flame
One thousand bloody nights of death and pain
The man who's forced to fight one thousand bloody nights
Will never make it back to you the same
Another sleepless night - his mate beside him stirs in fright
As he cries into the blackest memory
Yet something stirs - another fire in the night
In the distant dawn, he hears familiar screams
Another slaughter - his village set to torch and blade
Crushed beneath the war god's turning wheel
And in the aftermath, a young hand reaches through the ash
And grips his fallen father's bloody steel
With the skins of a bear and a wild bloody stare
Step onto the warpath if you dare
One thousand bloody nights of sword and flame
One thousand bloody nights of death and pain
The man who's forced to fight one thousand bloody nights
Will never make it back to you the same