Thundering Skies on the horizon Longships sailing in the wind Attacking force with spears and axes Splintered skulls and torn off limbs No where to run, all men gathered In their house of god they die Loot and burn leave no one alive To weak to be taken as slaves Blood is Painting all the heavens We burn we burn Blood is painting all the heavens We burn we burn Please the gods a sacrifice in blood Valhalla is waiting for the true of heart Melting steel, fire burning In the rivers of blood they drown and die Blood is Painting all the heavens We burn we burn Blood is painting all the heavens We burn we burn Blood is painting all the heavens Blood blood, blood is painting now Blood is Painting all the heavens We burn we burn Blood is painting all the heavens We burn we burn