Fire and blood burn in our veins
Higher and stronger our shields in the sky.
We know that the death is not the end.
And the dead man is stronger than the one who don't try.

Valhalla!
We deliver our shields to die.
Valhalla!
To the walls made of spears.
Valhalla!
Sign of gods by the ravens flight.
The several steps to the gates...
Valhalla awaits!

The aion of the bravery, hall of the war,
The rain of our arrows is singing the song.
Our blades are so thirsty and they want more
Die in the battle for eternity along.