Valhalla We Rise

Blood on the gravel

Frost in our lungs

Helmets of iron

Teeth of the young

Cold wind is clawing my scars

Rust on the edge of the spear

Ravens are tracing the sky

Calling us closer to here

Old gods burn in our veins

Shields crack

Bones collide

I taste the iron and ash

I feel the pull from the heights

Valhalla we rise

Through the smoke

Through the cries

Boots in the mud

Hands to the sky

Valhalla we rise

From the dark of our lives

If we fall

If we die

We will feast where the thunder never dies

Brothers are breaking their chains

Laughing in faces of kings

Fire is licking our flags

Storm on a thousand black wings

Fear is a rumor

A ghost

Lost in the roar of our stride

I hear the doors in the clouds

Hammered and waiting tonight

Valhalla we rise

Through the smoke

Through the cries

Boots in the mud

Hands to the sky

Valhalla we rise

From the dark of our lives

If we fall

If we die

We will feast where the thunder never dies

[Half-time stomp

Gang-chant]

One cut

One crown

Skulls up

Kneel down

Last breath

War cry (hey!)

Open the hall

Let the dead walk alive

Valhalla we rise

Through the smoke

Through the cries

Boots in the mud

Hands to the sky

Valhalla we rise

From the dark of our lives

If we fall

If we die

We will feast where the thunder never dies