Forward that day - with speed they fared, From Asgaard came they - to Egil's home; The goats with horns - bedecked he guarded; Then they sped to the hall - where Hymir dwelt
Morningrise, day of judgement With sword and shield in hand Onward to the battle plain We face our enemies Come forth the troops and all We will fight for our native land The heathen tribes live on Our bones buried in the sand
Fury of steel, breaking of limbs Shattering the centre The marching dead, glorious splendour Victory or damnation Conquering all, conquering none All decided on a whim Forging bonds, mortal wounds Fighting for my kin
There is but one chance for redemption Meet the maker in his golden hall
Onwards to Asgaard A warrior's tale Onwards to Asgaard! A hero's death
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