Bright light as an arrow steel Shining a way to the hall of Vikings Will lead you over the tops of trees Nearer to the doors of the sky Odin! We are
Breathe of ancient Gods Among silent rocks The cold wind sings Time has frozen in ice Doom grey sky hangs Above a striped sail Among fjords and mountains
Golden rye waits in the fields For the harvest coming up Man is waiting for sunise Bears crown to try on Wind bends rye spikes to the ground This time
Battle with the wolf is nigh its next of kin, Earth Belt will arise from water baring its fangs He who begins the play of the swords Will cast his gaze
Warriors are flying to the west The Sun is laying eyes onto the east Flames of fires are travelling with winds Battle's voice is pushing us ahead Work
White blade falls upon coils of steel Flickering as it flies Mighty warrior is dead, who put the Ting Of swords together In search of glory he travelled
Upon the wave's foamy crest, Astride the dragon of the sea, He brings trouble on his wings, On his mighty wings The hand holds steel And someone's life
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