Darkwoods My Betrothed From The Snowy Hillsides They Came
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
