The Mighty Doors Of The Speargod's Hall 歌词

A battle on distant shore Seawolves warth sweep the land Down from the skies Valkyries ride And walk the field halowed by Tyr The fight is hard, axes are swung Swords bite sharp, men are slewn The ground turns red, bloodsoaked field Dead man's last bed and Odin sees Vikings fall, in blood they lie The webs of Norn's, they've met their fate With shield and sword they've benn brought in pride To the mighty doors of the Speargod's hall The gates open and into the hall of braves The silently walk The one-eyed sits in glory mighty Raises his cup and says: "Pa Vida Fältet Härmän Svingat Det Blanket Svärdet Och Banen Mött Till Den Höges Sal de I Ära Förts Och Vid Mjödet Hör Odin Kväda" Dawn breaks, the Einherjer go to Relive their fight With passion swords held high As they ride in the morning mist The sun warms the air, Warcries sound Tor Hjelpe! The battle begins Charging horses with fire breath Rush to battle, in glory die! Swords sing in joy, again they cut With shining edges, bloodstained steel Axes shine, again they've been swung Ripping flesh, death be done And the cold night comes with charging darkness To Odin's hall the Einherjer return A feast awaits, until the next day When warriors eyes again shall burn