Come list while i sing of a warrior bold,
His feats were remarkable so i been told.
He kissed all the ladies and killed many men,
Then he filled up the mead horn and went fighting again.

Chorus:
Kill them here, kill them here,
And even great demons will still get their share.

Now ottar strode out for the battle that day,
His place at grims right hand, the battle to stay.
While all around was confusion and might.
Ottar fought well and was good in a fight.              

Battling like dervishes the thorns they fought on,
Through all sorts of units, beside celt and dragon. 
From the shields of our wall the emimy flew,
And no one can count the men that we slew.

Now out of thier ranks came a great demon lord,
A veritable prince from hells greatest horde.
But ottar not quaking knew well what to do,
And shifting his shield to do battle he flew.

Now killing demons is not an easy game,
They don't feel the sword blows about them you rain,
But ottar was even up to this too,
And upon the shields impact, the demon he flew.

Such was the force of that terrible blow,
Both ottar and demon through five ranks did go.
The demon was shaken, to fight no more that day,
But in the arms of his enemy ottar passed away.

Now have i sung of a warrior bold,
He feats were remarkable so you been told,
He kissed all the ladies and killed many men,
And he filled up the mead horn and went fighting again.
Ottar's song