The last head falls to the ground
   No one is left alive
   They thought that they could take me down
   But it's not my time to die
  
   I wipe the blood from my sword
   And slide it in my belt
   This is the sweetest of rewards
   The best rush I have felt
  
   Ten men are dead by my feet
   I smell their streaming blood
   And I smile, cause it makes me...
   ...makes me feel so good
  
   They were crawling on their knees
   Begging for their pathetic lives
   Now their souls belong to me
   As well as their eyes
  
   Each man has something that I crave
   I eat their steaming eyes
   And drink their blood to make them my slaves
   At Oden's feat in afterlife
  
   I bring the skulls to my shrine
   Where silent Gods stand guard
   Soak them in blood and in wine - A sacrificial ritual
  
   One thousand heads are on display
   Collected through years of thirst
   Macabre trophies from my prey
   Picked clean of flesh by Oden's birds
  
   I am - I am - A wolf in human shape
   I am - I am - A predator with flaming rage
  
   I'm a wolf in human shape - Every man is prey
   A predator with flaming rage - Blood is in my trace
  
   I will die with sword in hand
   And then my seat's secured
   When Oden calls from golden hall
   He will greet me at the door