Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Deep in the fog Ravens circle Ash on my tongue Blood in the mead [Verse 1] Longhouse burning in the shoreline rain All-father watching but he turned away Odin Where the fuck were you When my brothers sank Blue in the bay Thor’s hammer hangs Rust on the chain Lightning silent while we choked on the flame We prayed till our throats went raw Now I’m carving my rage in the grain [Chorus] This is the fall of Valhalla Helm to the earth Gods on their knees I’m so sick of it all What the fuck is this honor Feeding our dead to your greed This is the fall of Valhalla Hear every oath that you broke I set fire to your halls To your golden lies Choking on your own smoke (hey!) [Verse 2] Freya Are you counting every wasted soul Stacked like timber in the winter’s cold We marched for a throne of bones Now we’re rotting alone in the mold Sköll took the sun Fenrir tastes the sky Prophets keep chanting “it was meant you die” Fuck your fate Fuck your sacred war I’m a storm that refuses to die [Chorus] This is the fall of Valhalla Helm to the earth Gods on their knees I’m so sick of it all What the fuck is this honor Feeding our dead to your greed This is the fall of Valhalla Hear every oath that you broke I set fire to your halls To your golden lies Choking on your own smoke [Bridge] [Drums drop to marching stomp Deep chants] Odin Odin Can you hear us curse your name (your name) Thor Thor Every thunderbolt’s in vain We bled You fed On every fucking prayer Now the wolves you raised Are climbing up your stairs (hey!) [Chorus] This is the fall of Valhalla Helm to the earth Gods on their knees I’m so sick of it all What the fuck is this honor Feeding our dead to your greed This is the fall of Valhalla Ship on the waves Black as coal I’m done dying for crowns For your broken crowns I’ll take back my own soul (yeah)
Tags
rock, Crushing Viking rock with male vocals: drop-tuned guitars in a stomping mid-tempo groove, war-drum toms and massive group chants under a snarling lead. Verses stay tense and palm-muted, then explode into an arena-sized hook with layered shout-singing. Occasional choral “longship” chants and low horns bring Norse epic scale while the vocal spits raw rage and profanity up front in the mix., deep
Duration
3:32
Instrumental
No
Created
3/26/2026