Colts blood spills out around me. Joins my own in a lake of death. Mortal wound. Odin! Thor! Tyr! Hear my cries. Death to my enemies. False altars shall fall. Blood shall spill. In forgotten graves. Taken by death. The eternal shadow. My kinsmen who lay in the barrows. I drink this mead to you. For the great halls await me. I will gallop upon this bloodied colt. By the light of the rising moon. Valhalla awaits.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
