listen to these cries
that from that hill arise

i see they're not allies
and fire in their eyes

i raise my sword up high
straight up to the sky

see ravens flying 
in the sky

swords cut through the winds
that are blowing in my face
don't be afraid to die here and now

valhall awaits
valhall awaits

stand firm against
your enemy
don't lose faith
cause valhall awaits
you

let [bad word] on your sword [bad word] red from your enemy's blood
let them fall to this earth with their faces scarred