Nifelheim (Ereb Altor)

Beware of the Northern wind Sacrifice to the mighty eagle to spare our skin and bones His cold wind thats pierces through all Shores of longing, winter's gone Guide us, sons of Oden Ruler of the sky protect us Don't take us down below We set out sails Our journey has begun The mighty sea seales our fate Waves so strong carries the Dragon ship To arrive in foreign lands to conquer to trade To depart from foreign lands, leave the shores in flames Those who stand against us will fall by our hands Send them down the river cold to the shore of the dead To Nifelheim, they will travel the cold wasteland of the ninth world In Nifelheim, they will suffer the wrath of the snake of the ninth world