Lyrics Destiny Is All - Skeptik

There is no man, no king, no god i'll kneel before
Saxon blood runs through my veins
But the dane inside me hungers life and war
Guided through each move in life by fate
By will, by wind, by sword
Carved into the rune stones of a story by the hands of norns
Stolen from a family and imprisoned in a strange land
Taken in and named anew and then reborn by a dane's hands
Torn apart at heart by the loyalty
To separated enemies at odds
Carrying the relics of a holy land beside the hammer of the gods

Born to be an aelderman but living as a nomad
A formidable and altruistic pagan on a mission
To become into position so as granted by heredity
But stolen in an act of familial treachery
Traveling and building reputation as a warrior
Allegiances and battles pave a journey and a legend
That will live across the voices of the witnesses
Who stood beside
Though pages will not know this name as written into history

Blood bound vengeances will come to their fruition
And seers of the fates will hold my victories in their visions
Sword and shield in hand until we reach valhalla's golden halls
Northern bound to my homeland because
Destiny is all

When my father's blood is justified
My brother's spirit freed
And my children celebrate with every gloried victory

It is destiny that leads my sword wherever it will lie
'Til the twilight of the ragnarok
Rains fire from the sky

When my oaths and promises
Are all fulfilled with battles won
I will travel to the north
With the setting of the sun

In the snowy fields of winter
And through summer, spring and fall
I will ride into my fate
Because destiny is all

Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found

Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found

I've the name of both my fathers
And my heir was given mine
I have built a legacy that will be
Sung about through time

I have slain the dane and saxon
Aelder, nobleman and priest
And i carry sword in hand
In case i'm called to odin's feast

When the winds of change are bitter
And they call me to the north
My home and life await me

Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found

Blood of saxon, heart of dane
Between both worlds
I remain
Viking mind and england bound
Battle is where i am found