8 acessos
In fire we were sworn many ages before we were born
In battle we shall die and to Valhalla ride
Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash...
Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash...
Death or glory
Baptised in blood and ice, to triumph at any price
Warlords bound by one fate, the glorious deeds to take
Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash...
Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash...
Death or glory
We would rather die in honour than live without glory
For a beautiful death lends life honour
Knowing not fear or defeat
Slaying the strong and the weak
Surrounded by our fallen foes
Sweet music their dying woes
Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash...
Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash...
Death or glory