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