Blacksmith, hammer the iron
Temper and shape it for war -
Arm my hand with thy forge's best
For I sail with the dawn to foreign shores!
Fell deeds of death await me
Blood and fire in the heart of battle
The song of Valkyries from the sky
Is what sets my veins aflame and gets me high!
Axes dyed blood-red;
The breath of Odin down my neck -
Allfather walk beside me today
And soon I'll join you at thy table!
Ravens fill the sky
And black-feathered arrows alike -
A song of death rides the gates
An epitaph for warrior that fell this day...
Crimson froths the stream
Steel is cold and fears no hate:
I will ride upon the raging waves
And storm the yonder shore, fearless and brave!
Axes dyed blood-red;
The breath of Odin down my neck -
Allfather walk beside me today
And soon I'll join you at thy table!
