Via the paths of the four winds

Through the icy valleys and hills

They came led by two ravens

The messengers from the hall of the slain



Warriors of a thousand battles

Skalds of a thousand stories and tales

Riding in a shadow

Which will lie over the christian fame



Hear the dark woods call

Swear for the ancient names

Odin, Thor, Valhalla

Written into the heathen flames

False beliefs fall

Hearts of steel begin to pound again

In my eyes I almost see

Dragon ships setting sails



Fathers, watch us ride

Through the northern storms

And freezing winds

We are the horde

That came from the snowy sides of hills

Brothers up there we greet you

just like you - we will never fail

Sisters, wait for the call

We will come

when we hear the Odin's hail...



Via the paths of the four winds

Through the icy valleys and hills

they came led by two ravens

The messengers from the hall

Of the slain

Warriors of a thousand battles

Skalds of a thousand stories and tales

Riding in a shadow

Which will lie over the christian fame