We walk under the sleep filled sky of an autumn nearing its end.
Silent, thoughtful, the wind sings of past memories…
Over these hills that have already seen so many deaths.
The hour of battle approaches. We will fight with pride to defend our lands.
The sun dies in the distance, over the hills.
The first torch’s light pierces the floating veils of mist.
At last the enemy comes into sight.
Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the very beginning.
Lo, there do call to me.
They bid me take my place.
Among them, in the hall of Valhalla,
Where the brave may live forever.
(Solo)
Time seems to stand still, as if the battle would never end.
Black clouds gather in the burning sky.
More and more deaths, we will gain victory by any means.
Deaths in the storm; destiny is fulfilled.
The sound of moans, the weakest gave in to the pain.
The last gasps of life. Hate and destruction.
Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the very beginning.
Lo, there do call to me.
They bid me take my place.
Among them, in the hall of Valhalla,
Where the brave may live forever.
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