Warriors Of The Night

When stormy winds in autumn

Brings smell of snow and ice

The master of the golden hall will rise

Gathering dead warriors

Death virgins at his side

Across the rainbow bridge they will ride

Proud he's sitting on his horse

Looks to his wild brood

With the power of providence

They'll ride soon

He held up high his spear

This is the final sign

The golden gates are opened wide

Down to Midgard

High in the sky

With his wild hunt

He will ride

He summons now the warriors of the night

Feel the burning touch of Odin

(you hear) the pounding of their hoofs

Like thunder in the sky

This thunder will call you to look high

Like a magic wind of doom

Like a firewall of death

Don't look down this is your test

Are you frightened

Or are you brave

Don't be afraid

It's not your grave

He summons now the warriors of the night

Feel the burning touch of Odin

An angry wind blows through my hair

A touch of greatness in the air

I look to the left, to the right

I look high up to the sky

And the only thing I see

Odin on his ride