There is a road, and it leads to Valhalla 
Where only the chosen are allowed 
There is a boy, with a dream of Valhalla 
place in the land of the gods 

But in the heart, where the fire burns forever 
Where life goes on, for those who fell in battle 
The gods are waiting, the moment he falls in the fight 
And he will rise, when the sun goes down 

Raised high his sword, as he cried out "Valhalla" 
His dream had [bad word] reality 
Tonight he will dine on the road to Valhalla 
Chosen to feast with the gods 

But in the heart, where the fires burn forever 
Where life goes on, for the mighty young Viking 
The journey has [bad word] to an end, for the boy 
And he has risen as the bravest of them all