A battle on a distant shore Seawolves wrath sweeps the land Down from the sky Valkyries ride And walk the field, hallowed by Tyr The fight is hard, axes swung Swords bite sharp, men are slain The ground turns red, blood-soaked field Dead mans last bed and Oden sees Vikings fall, in blood they lie The web of Horns Theyve met their fate With shield and sword Theyre brought in pride To mighty doors of the Speargods hall The gates open and into the hall of braves They silently walk The one-eyed sits in glory might Raises his cup and says: Pl vida faltet Harman svingat Det blankat svardet Oeh banen mott Till den hoges sal De i ara forts Oeh vid mjodet hor Oden kvada Dawn breaks. The Einherjer goes to Relive their last fight With passion, swords held high As they ride in the morning mist The sun warms the air War cries sound Tor Hjelpe! The battle begins Charging horses with fire in breath Rush to battle - in glory die! Swords sing in joy Again they cut With shining edges Blood-stained steel Axes shine, again theyre swung Ripping flesh - death be done The cold night comes With charging darkness To Odens hall The Einherjer return A feast awaits until the next day When warriors eyes again shall burn https://youtube/watch?v=0tNrfNaNrRY
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 12:50:32 +0000
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