Bear-shirt

Intro

(Bear-shirt! Bear-shirt!)

The blood-moon don't set when I rise...

(Hu-ha!) Cold breath on the blackened ice

Something older wearing my eyes...

Verse 1

Óðinn stitched my spine out of ash and from iron,

Tyr lost his hand — I don't flinch, I don't tire.

Bear-shirt hit my back and the frost starts a fire,

Something climbs my chest like a god climbing higher.

Face paint, bone beads, wolf-pelt across the shoulder,

Every life I've bled makes the fury grow colder.

No shield — just teeth — let 'em watch as I smolder,

When the red drops in, ain't no man left in the soldier.

Pre-Chorus

Feel it crack the ribs — that old beast breaking through (breaking through)

Black eyes, bitten lip — ain't a thing I can't undo.

Call the bjorn to war — watch the pale sky turn to bruise,

Úlfhéðnar don't die — we just burn and we renew. (uh!)

Chorus

I don't feel the blade, I don't feel the cold (feel nothing!)

Bear-shirt on my back — now the beast takes hold (takes hold!)

Blood on the snow, and the story gets told (gets told!)

Berserker walking — I am older than old! (Hu-ha!)

Verse 2

Yggdrasil root-deep where the serpent is gnawing,

I heard Níðhöggr laugh when he saw what I'm drawing.

The edge of the world and the dark is still calling,

Every frostbitten king in my path is still falling.

Ax-time, sword-time, shields split asunder,

I don't move for the lightning — I'm louder than thunder.

Nine worlds hearing footsteps and they're starting to wonder

Who's tearing the root while the world-tree goes under.

Pre-Chorus

Feel it crack the ribs — that old beast breaking through (breaking through)

Black eyes, bitten lip — ain't a thing I can't undo.

Call the bjorn to war — watch the pale sky turn to bruise,

Úlfhéðnar don't die — we just burn and we renew. (uh!)

Chorus

I don't feel the blade, I don't feel the cold (feel nothing!)

Bear-shirt on my back — now the beast takes hold (takes hold!)

Blood on the snow, and the story gets told (gets told!)

Berserker walking — I am older than old! (Hu-ha!)

Bridge

There's a name they don't speak after dark —

(don't speak it...)

It's the name that I carved in my heart.

(carved it in...)

When the bear-shirt comes down, I restart —

No man, no mercy, no art.

Just the wound-dew on stone,

Just the howl of the bone,

Just a god walking home

Through the blood-field alone... (Skál!)

Drop — Instrumental

Chorus

I don't feel the blade, I don't feel the cold (feel nothing!)

Bear-shirt on my back — now the beast takes hold (takes hold!)

Blood on the snow, and the story gets told (gets told!)

Berserker walking — I am older than old! (Hu-ha!)

Outro

(Bear-shirt! Bear-shirt!)

The blood-moon don't set...

(Hu-ha!)

The beast ain't done yet...