In the midst of this war
I survey the field
These wretches still remain
Well past deserving of death
Against the horde I stood alone
With axe in hand, cleaved flesh from bone
HORSA
For my brother did I rage
Valhalla sings a tale for the age
My countrymen lay at my feet
Blood spilled upon the ground
My vision came ablaze
Berserker rage is unbound
We planned to ride on past this day
Valhalla waits for no one or so they say
HORSA
Our battle cry, forevermore
While we know loss- The battle rages on
FOR HORSA
Against the horde, I stood alone this day
Valhalla waits for no one, or so they say
HORSA
Our battle cry, forevermore
Valhalla sings a tale for those who die
FOR HORSA