| Song | Pierced by Odin's Spear |
| Artist | Hammer Horde |
| Album | Under the Mighty Oath |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hammer Horde | |
| Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. | |
| Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. | |
| Odin's ravens guide my way. | |
| To one-eyed god, our legions dedicate their blade. | |
| To meet Odin where brave warriors hail a golden fate. | |
| 'Till then, I'll rip my enemies asunder. | |
| Banished to Hell is the fate for all cowards. | |
| On Battlefields Northern dragons never yield whilst they fight. | |
| To foreign shores, cowards flee and fires roar at night. | |
| By Thor's hammer, it's their time to die. | |
| In the heart of war my kinsmen roar: "If I must die, I'm ready!" | |
| Our weapons shred their flesh and severed limbs shall fall. | |
| A glorious sight to my eyes. | |
| The weaklings scream and their women cry for mercy. | |
| Fight together, uphold our creed. | |
| Throw the altar into the water. Slavery and bloodshed, no man goes free. | |
| Many moons have passed, our iron stained by battle. | |
| Greatly satisfied are we. | |
| Countless lands have been torn and scorched by fire. | |
| Hail the Gods! For our victories! | |
| Throw the altar into the water. Slavery and bloodshed, no man goes free. | |
| Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. | |
| Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. | |
| Odin's ravens guide my way. | |
| To one-eyed god, our legions dedicate their blade. | |
| Hail to the spear, under One-eye's mighty will. | |
| All kneel, Lord of spear. |
| zuo qu : Hammer Horde | |
| Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. | |
| Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. | |
| Odin' s ravens guide my way. | |
| To oneeyed god, our legions dedicate their blade. | |
| To meet Odin where brave warriors hail a golden fate. | |
| ' Till then, I' ll rip my enemies asunder. | |
| Banished to Hell is the fate for all cowards. | |
| On Battlefields Northern dragons never yield whilst they fight. | |
| To foreign shores, cowards flee and fires roar at night. | |
| By Thor' s hammer, it' s their time to die. | |
| In the heart of war my kinsmen roar: " If I must die, I' m ready!" | |
| Our weapons shred their flesh and severed limbs shall fall. | |
| A glorious sight to my eyes. | |
| The weaklings scream and their women cry for mercy. | |
| Fight together, uphold our creed. | |
| Throw the altar into the water. Slavery and bloodshed, no man goes free. | |
| Many moons have passed, our iron stained by battle. | |
| Greatly satisfied are we. | |
| Countless lands have been torn and scorched by fire. | |
| Hail the Gods! For our victories! | |
| Throw the altar into the water. Slavery and bloodshed, no man goes free. | |
| Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. | |
| Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. | |
| Odin' s ravens guide my way. | |
| To oneeyed god, our legions dedicate their blade. | |
| Hail to the spear, under Oneeye' s mighty will. | |
| All kneel, Lord of spear. |
| zuò qǔ : Hammer Horde | |
| Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. | |
| Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. | |
| Odin' s ravens guide my way. | |
| To oneeyed god, our legions dedicate their blade. | |
| To meet Odin where brave warriors hail a golden fate. | |
| ' Till then, I' ll rip my enemies asunder. | |
| Banished to Hell is the fate for all cowards. | |
| On Battlefields Northern dragons never yield whilst they fight. | |
| To foreign shores, cowards flee and fires roar at night. | |
| By Thor' s hammer, it' s their time to die. | |
| In the heart of war my kinsmen roar: " If I must die, I' m ready!" | |
| Our weapons shred their flesh and severed limbs shall fall. | |
| A glorious sight to my eyes. | |
| The weaklings scream and their women cry for mercy. | |
| Fight together, uphold our creed. | |
| Throw the altar into the water. Slavery and bloodshed, no man goes free. | |
| Many moons have passed, our iron stained by battle. | |
| Greatly satisfied are we. | |
| Countless lands have been torn and scorched by fire. | |
| Hail the Gods! For our victories! | |
| Throw the altar into the water. Slavery and bloodshed, no man goes free. | |
| Northmen draw neigh, by torches and steel they fight. | |
| Blessed by Tyr. Oath of the hammer, void of fear. | |
| Odin' s ravens guide my way. | |
| To oneeyed god, our legions dedicate their blade. | |
| Hail to the spear, under Oneeye' s mighty will. | |
| All kneel, Lord of spear. |