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