Ode To The Fallen One

The time is right, to ride into the battle

we're fighting hard...for the glory of Odin

burn down their houses, with your warrior's rage

slay the dogs and drink their warm blood

Warriors awake, look foward into distance

And ride into the next, hard battle

They run away into the forest

there you will find them soon

arrows flying, swords clash

their blood trickels away for als times

Warriors awake, look foward into distance

And ride into the next, hard battle

Kill their man, another one is coming

kill their woman and their moral is broken

prepare your man with blazing steel

a new enemy lets you no other chance

many of the warriors are fallen, enter the holy halls

the gate is open wide, a toud hail is roaring

a golden shiver is falling down...it's Valhall

The dead warrior's sons carry on fighting

with iron hand and firm step they're defending their ground

everyone knows, there's no return

the sons of dead warriors are fallen in the battle

they enter the holy halls

a gate opens wide, a loud hail is roaring

... it's Valhall