To ride to every battle To fight with pride and fun To die on holy areas For their history and their sons To hail their god of thunder To adore their god of light They mutade to bloody beasts To loose all ethnic kinds Valhalla that's the place they belong to To wash their souls so white Valhalla that's the place they belong to To forget their headless crimes The stories about their heroes They´ve been told for so long Are followed by death and crime Also from creatures of the evil one There is no place like Valhalla No god for war and crime Only a grave for thousand Striking warriorsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.