Death is drawing near
   I know it's true but I have no fear
   I know I can't escape my:
  
   FATE! Turns it's deadly wheel
   Judgement day is closing in but still I cannot feel:
  
   REMORSE! Is for the weak
   I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all:
  
   LIES! Spread by preaching men
   I'm on trial for being who I am
   And praising the Gods of my native land
  
   I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel
   The fury in me is divine
   My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed
   But I'm not afraid to die
  
   Death! The day to die is here
   The sun rides high on the northern sphere
   And the executioner sharpens his:
  
   Axe! Shines in the sun
   I smile when they tie me down
   And hear the sound of the falling blade
   Death! Sweet death, relieve me from this world
   Death! Sweet death, relieve me, relieve:
  
   So death finally came to him
   The pagan man could not be turned
   He faced death with a grin
   Now his head rests in the dust
  
   The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel
   Tehn fury in him was divine
   Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed
   He's brought to Golden Hall up high