When I play with vocals, I can't help but feel a warm fire deep inside my soul. It's like I'm watching a movie, but it's a movie that I'm a part of. It's like I'm living a dream when I fight alongside my brotherns in a shield wall.
I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Uhtred Ragnarsson. You can call me Uhtred son of Uhtred. I'm a warrior and a heathen at heart. I was raised on blood and mud and a sword between my legs.
I was born in the shadow of Bebbanburg, my father's fortress of a castle. I was born on the Wall, while my mother hailed from the land of the Saxon. She was a Christian and I was raised in her faith. My father, he was a pagan, a worshipper of the old gods. He was a warrior and a man of violence. He died when I was young. Slain by a sword that belonged to a man named Ragnar. Ragnar, he was a Northman. A man of the sea, a Viking, a raider. He was a man that my father had slighted. My father, he was a man of honour, a good man. He offered Ragnar justice, but he wanted revenge.
He wanted my mother. He beheaded my father and gave my mother to his men. Fight with me alongside NATO to reclaim Bebbanburg. DESTINY IS ALL!