Tekstovi: Blood Red Eagle. Heathen Rising.

If I laid down, if I accept the world is owned by heretics
Then I?d never agree to fucking die
And if I?m wrong and stood strong and strength of will is all I?ve got
Then I?d have more than the blind

For faith I cannot overstress, for common folk now facing death
I can't turn away, Odin I see
?Cause failure of the mono-dream the unnatural laws of things unseen
For our people it's not meant to be

They say that we are gone, but I can't let you down
The heathen faith will rise again, we won't fail now
I know we cannot die, forever is our time
The underground will rise up; there'll be nowhere left to hide

You treat me like a fool, you ask me just to survive
I close my eyes and I can see and what I choose is life
Your lies they do not bind, these chains I?ve broken free
The legacy of my people is my destiny
I now live in a world that I can't recognize
An outcast by admission, but you won?t see me cry
I'm tearing up inside as every moment passes by
Give my people back to me, free from Christianity!