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One thousand years ago |
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The christians were marching up north |
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To christanize the pagans |
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To kill those who refused christ |
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The headman of one village |
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Was a great man named njal |
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He had sworn an oath to the |
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Mightiest of his gods |
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Odin was thy name |
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On sleipner he rode |
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But the crusade was coming nearer |
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And the people, they ran in fear |
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Because oo many brave men was fallen |
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For the christians were far too many |
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And one day in the village |
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Men came with drawn swords |
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The commander of the crusade: |
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"Do you accept white-christ? |
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Do not refuse, we'll burn your village! |
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We will kill your sons |
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We will rape your women! |
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So... do you accept the bapizing, |
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In the name of my god, and his holy |
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Son, white-christ?" |
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[Njal:] |
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"Who is this white-christ? |
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In the name of odin: |
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I will challenge him!" |
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The commander of the crusade: |
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"Then die fool..." |
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[Njal:] |
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"So pull your swords my men! |
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For odin and thor we will gain! |
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We will fight to the last breath! |
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For odin we'll stab you to death!" |
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Swords crossed, the blood were floweing |
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As the battle raged |
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The pagan men were fighting will |
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But they were far roo few |
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The crusaders were bathing in blood |
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For white-christ they killed, raped and burned |
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And on the ground lied njal |
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His guts and blood were wide spread |
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The village lies now in ruins |
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But he prefered this before submission |
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Another day, another time |
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The ancient gods of the north |
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Will seek revenge against christ |
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And those thousand slained shall be avenged... |
