[ Featuring Dust ]
Axe and mace, sword and shield
Bow and staff and killing field
Weapons that the warriors wield
To make sense of the day
Hel's wrath
Bow and staff, axe and mace
Sword and shield to smash some face
A call to arms, a merry chase
And bards a song to play
Hel's wrath
Find them, and for their freedoms bind them
And in their darkness blind them
And if you're so inclined
Grind them, these destroyers of mankind
For a mother's peace of mind
Leave none left behind
If you'd be so unkind
Sword and shield, bow and staff
Axe and mace and demon laugh
Separate the wheat from chaff
And all the mothers pray
Hel's wrath
