Down he rode from the hills where he was born

With sword and shield and baatle axe in hand

Young and strong he was the chosen one

To lead the armies and to defend his land

The day had come to kill the intruders

By the shore, the enemies now stand



odin guide my sword

and i'll slay the enemy

odin guide my sword

to eternal victory



Strenghtened by the words of his own father:

Son, you must be merciless and brave!

Never let them take an inch of land,

No, he'd never let his family be raped

Never let them march upon his fields,

No, he's never let his people be enslaved



odin guide my sword

and i'll slay the enemy

odin guide my sword

to eternal victory



Thor of might now throws his hammer in wrath

Thunder roar the lightning strikes the sky

Now the battle rages into chaos

Blood is running strong and the valkyries fly

Finally the defender stands victorious

And Vlahalla awaits for the brave who died