Blood of My Enemies

Three sons have I, and they Ride by my side. The fierce, The black, and the wicked are their names-we ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight. No voice of mercy-no evangels of light. Mighty messengers-heathens rage Witness our coming-gods of the dead. I ride through the air- I laugh as I die-with powers of evel Dark knowledge is mine. The ride of the wicked- The 1st sin was trust.- Kill without warning-for blood now I lust Strong wind-magic mist To Asgard the Valkries fly High overhead-they carry the dead Where blood of my enemies lies. Three sons have I,and they Ride by my side.-The fierce, The black,and the wicked are their names-we ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight. No voice of mercy-no evangels of light. Strong wind-magic mist To Asgard the Valkries fly High overhead-they carry the dead Where blood of my enemies lies.