Descend from Hyperborea
Shaman of the east our guider
Headhunters collect his skulls
Shapeshift into bear and wolves
Visions off the sacred drink
Mushrooms and blood give us strength
Warbands scour to steal your wealth
Judgement's come, your time's run out
Our father
You gave me real life
To die a man
Axe in hand
Spiked chariot wheel spins round
Flaying skin, mutilating limb
We mark for the place where you die
We take all your women and wine
Our father
You gave me real life
To die a man
Axe in hand
Descend from Hyperborea
Shaman of the east our guider
Descending, ascending to see
Great Oak psychic mysteries
Sow seeds of the life we grow
Steal for strength, to let all know
Ajna synchronicity
Wise wolf, warrior-king to be
Our father
You gave me real life
To die a man
Axe in hand
Your death is coming
Your death is coming
Your death is coming
Your death is coming
Your death is coming