Odiin

Hammer strikes echo, the steel starts to scream,

In the shadowed forge where the fire breathes.

Warrior voices rise like wolves in the dark,

And the dead earth trembles under every march.

Eyes like embers — blue flames burning,

Blood on the blade keeps the old gods turning.

Machines are howling, runes ignite,

The age of raiders wakes tonight!

[Chorus] – Epic power metal

IN THE IRON VALHALLA, where sparks collide with blood,

We ride like thunder through the northern dusk!

When iron hearts beat with the drums of war,

There’s no fear left — only our roar!

Armors heavy like Odin’s belly,

Yeah, the fat old bastard just feasts and sleeps.

We go to battle while he’s busy drinking —

So our blazing steel will speak for three!

Metal burns the hands that wield it,

Engines spin like spirals of hell.

Runes pulse red like feral heartbeats,

War is an art — and we’re the spell!

[Chorus] – Full power

IN THE IRON VALHALLA, where sparks collide with blood,

We ride like thunder through the northern dusk!

The North wind carries the scream of engines,

Let every god hear our iron hymn!

Shields like pistons!

Skulls like war drums!

Battle is rhythm —

And we strike as one!

Let heavens burn, let runes scream loud,

Let ancient trees split under our sound!

And when we stand at Valhalla’s gate,

The world will shake…

Before our iron fate!