I har alle bevidnet et l?nge kendt ritual. Konger dor pa denne visnnNo more battle noise, nor crying this night.nThe whole of England is silent, stopped is every fight.nnAs the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella's spine,nBlood runs onto York, no christian light will shine.nIvarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back,nWings of blood won't make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!nnAll of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:nBlood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!nnThe clouds gathered above, to witness and beholdnThe landing of an Eagle on the walls of this stronghold.nnAs the heathen knife falls down onto King Aella's spine,nBlood runs onto York, no christian light will shine.nIvarr pulled his ribs one by one out of his back,nWings of blood won't make him fly, he just longs for a heartbreak!nnAll of you have witnessed, a ritual long time known:nBlood Eagle, Kings Die This Way!n