The Gods of the North
Épique nordique, mal voice, nostalgieLyrics
Under the steel sky, the warriors rise,
Their swords shine, their hearts are brave.
Odin guides them, Thor protects,
To Valhalla, where heroes rise.
Oh, Valhalla, land of the brave,
Where warriors sing and gods arise.
In golden halls, feasts and laughter,
The souls of Vikings, forever inspired.
On the raging seas, their longships sail,
In search of glory, treasures, and sagas.
Freya blesses them, Loki challenges,
In epic battles, their fate intertwines.
Oh, Valhalla, land of the brave,
Where warriors sing and gods arise.
In golden halls, feasts and laughter,
The souls of Vikings, forever inspired.
The ravens of Hugin and Munin fly high,
Telling the tales of heroes of old.
Runes engraved, legends sung,
In Valhalla, their memory is sacred.
Oh, Valhalla, land of the brave,
Where warriors sing and gods arise.
In golden halls, feasts and laughter,
The souls of Vikings, forever inspired.