The swords held high fire in the sky and the warcry sounds like beasts they fight for the gods with sword and shield for freedom high above in the sky
Grey are the rainbow shades black is the skyA's colour white the painting of death destroying myself We donA't stand alone darkness is all around us
Jenseits des Horizonts liegt eine Stadt dem menschlichen Auge verborgen Wo TrA¤ume und WA?nsche in ErfA?llung gehen Kein Platz dort fA?r TrA?bsal und
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 Spiritual
I killed the beasts on my fathers side My dagger sled into the black hearts Courage and power I felt, power killed the greed Pride was my desire, fear
The journey went on, through a black forest of misfortune. Woods of murderers and scum. Far away they heard laughter. Many eyes followed them. Narog scented
The battle begins, side by side A battle of life and death The battle starts Mighty men with might swords Kill their enemies Screams can be heard All
Riding towards the horizon Upon the monumental rocks, awaiting the end of a dishonourable life, I perceive my morality fading to a weakly seeming substance
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
He was the one, who could control his power, and lives for all eternity. He was the one, who homages his strength, his will be reprieved by the gods.
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Welcome our friends enter our realm we will rise again with your power we will win Show us your hands let us hear your voice without you we canA't win
Schau umher du wirst ihn sehen es ist gewiss du wirst ihn gehen schau umher du wirst ihn sehen es ist gewiss du wirst ihn gehen Trete ein in die dunklen
Wenn still des Waldes Grun regiert, schenk ich meiner Seele Ruhe ein Will gefeit sein dem wilden Sturm, welchem ich uberlegen werd sein Der Opfer Gebein
Der Morgen bricht herein und scheint durch den Nebel so matt. Stille herrscht A?ber die ruhenden Krieger. Aus einem Hinterhalt, schelmig lachend, durch
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
Sie schuf er, sie schnitt er, sie ersann Siegvater durch den Trank, der getropft war aus Heiddraupnirs Haupt und aus Hoddrofnirs Horn Sie schuf er, sie