This light that I see deep inside. Songs from Valhalla they come. Spiritual weaponry. . I'm tired, the end is close. One more night and my live is done.
Oh Heimdall, my shield in the bay gone fight. Be thanked for your aid last night. Were you not there against wrathful foe?. Would the life out of my body go?.
Our honor, our pride belongs to you. Our swords will kill for you. All who stand against us. Are standing against you. . Escort us on our way. To win this battle.
They raise their fists into the sky. Many didn't suffice to bring the death to some of them. They prayed to Gods they died with pride. Some of them sufficed to bring the death to all.