| Born out of worlds of fire and ice | |
| The nature spirits embrace our lives | |
| From the underworld to above | |
| We worship the fertile soil | |
| Carved in the back | |
| Blood strained wings are dressed | |
| An image of grotesque | |
| The blood eagle of human flesh | |
| Rituals for the gods | |
| We offer our respect | |
| The blood symbols our strenght | |
| Our pray is yours to collect | |
| Carved in the back | |
| Blood strained wings are dressed | |
| An image of grotesque | |
| The blood eagle of human flesh | |
| Bound over a stone | |
| The sword penetrates the flesh | |
| Ribs are cut by the spine | |
| Lounges pulled out of the chest | |
| As the eagle takes it's shape | |
| The human life expire | |
| Salt sprinkled wounds | |
| Flavours the blot | |
| To the kings of ice and fire |