Heathen rage within my blood feels never ending Conquest has spread to the home of the weaklings All who stood before me died, and they grant me Glorious battle, Ages will know my name, war-torn, men fall Fates met in defeat, with the sound of Steel comes judgement Norns weave my fate and Blades carve my wounds Today my death will bring Me to Heimdall, I hear howlings behind Bifrost Ancestors call me, Bloodline of ancient pride Valkyries ride to take me to Asgard where gods reside
Hail to the fallen ones We raise our call to honor thy songs Faith and glory is our right With ancient guidance we die with pride
Lord of sky fortress, I approach Heimdall God of sleepless nights, hearer of leaf-fall Thousand miles and the future fills your vision I hear howlings beyond Bifrost Brothers call me from Midgard, raise pints up high In drink and feast they honor me 'Till in battle their fate is to die
Hail to the fallen ones We raise our call to honor thy sons Faith and glory is our right With ancient guidance we die with prideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
