A Sword of fire and an axe of cold Vision of the sibyl has fortold Armies gather on the battle-plain All will fall and earth will die in flame
Here on the Battle-Plain We will die in Flame
In Falcon's feathers soaring overhead Choosing warriors among the dead Twilight written in the runes of crones Freya weeps upon her golden throne
Upon her golden throne We wait for her alone Call us unto your hall Take us into your thrall
The battle rages, bit they fight in vain When all is done it must begin again.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
