Gathering the armies now to march off again Away from this land The search for white Christ, the lord shepherd of terror But here's nothing but sand Here's nothing but sand The shepherd has left the flock An empty home of man This war zone of Abraham The hunt is on again No matter what's out there To the very end Warriors of Midgard took the crown from sacred land Behold the crown of thorns Miracles and magic that just didn't appear From the holiest of all Here's nothing but sand The shepherd has left the flock An empty home of man This war zone of Abraham The shepherd has left the flock An empty home of man This war zone of Abraham The hunt is on again No matter what's out there To the very end I am the son of Thor Come out and face me! With your choice of weapon I am Vidaurgelmthul Come out from the pits of oblivion! You coward son of a coward Here's nothing but sand The shepherd has left the flock An empty home of man This war zone of Abraham This war zone of Abraham The hunt is on again No matter what's out there To the very end To the very end