Out of the crypt of a thousand pains hears a scream.
It echoes out to every man who's worthy the deed: "
In the bloodline of the berserk runs the genes of Odin.
Gather all in the halls now, drink his holy mead" ja-a!
Fight for the right: adventures of the great one.
Fight with might against all that is wicked.
Hear his calling, serve your master.
He is here now to solve the disasters.
Berserk!
Cleanse the land from the undead, your enemy eternal.
It goes out to you, now, you're worthy the deed.
In the pain of a thousand souls you have suffered.
So hold aloft your Viking mead horn now and drink, yeah!
From the unreal through metal dreams comes the truth.
Odin's wish, Runelord's heed dictates to you.
You are the berserk, it's all in you.
With power and glory you'll crush the untrue.
Stare them straight in the eyes: the duty of the hero.
Fight the night against the wicked ones.
Hear his calling, serve your master.
He is here now to solve the disasters.
He is here now to solve the disasters.
Fight with might!