The hammer of Thor falls from the sky
In a chariot of fire he rides the clouds
Tugged by the goats of the Northern sagas
He's laughing like a tyrant in his russet-red beard
Father of all Gods and chietain of the clan
Possessed by the madness and the fury of these Gods
Standing on the throne with Gugnir in his hand
He's watching with a blind eye the Horizon in the dark
Guardian of the soil and master of the harvest
Protecting our children from the feeble Christian faith
Unleashing the winds and making misty weather
When the thunder roars at the gate of Valhalla's realm
Unreliable by the other is Loki an old trickster
Calling ancient spirits with the magic of the spells
Charlatan & sorcerer he writes the runes in blood
Jotuns incantations in the valleys of the dead...
Valleys of the dead!!!
Storm of Ages - Journey through the past
Storm of Ages - Chronicles of blood
Storm of Ages - Travelling through the years
Storm of Ages - Centuries of War
Towards the pantheon of god & goddesses
From this heathen religion is Wotan the chieftain of them all
Old and wise, as a great warrior, he thrones on Hlidskjalf
Protected by Ravens & Wolves...
An noble coat of arms for the heir of the Nordic culture
A legacy of blood, for the Ages yet to come
A Northern heritage, forged in the Nordic countries
The hammer of Thor falls from the sky
In a chariot of fire he rides the clouds
Tugged by the goats of the Northern sagas
He's laughing like a tyrant in his russet-red beard
Storming forth & terrorizing, the followers of Christ
Burning all churches down, a glare in the dead of night
Invincible warriors burning the cross of lies...
Through the ages of war!
