wrath hate pain and death the code we live by it s in our souls metal is the way we fight the world with glowing metal now the falses will pay our fight has just begun we re sent from hall of gold messengers of death we re coming after you you can t escape us we ll take away your breath see us ride for vengeance friends of the suncross we are born of steel see us ride down the amon amarth the last sight you ll ever see so as you stand there under gray clouded skies abandoned by your god you know you re gonna die you feel a sorrow surrounding you as of the nine worlds screaming pain you feel your soul vaporizes as your hearts burst  we charge without fear your time has come your fimbul winter s arrived a chilling wind of ice whirls through your heart pierces your bones and spine we are all gazing to the skies we ll make the false hammer fall and we ll make thor arise our quest is done your creation burns now we return to oden s hall our dragon s fly across the waves as twilight begins to fall in victory we ride we enter the mighty doors of the spear god s hall as ygg salutes us we raise our beers and drink in honor of our cause we are all greeted by the gods we made the false hammer fall and thor arose in blood