Valhalla's Call

Through mist the boats appear gliding without a sound

The only warning you will hear are war horns as they run aground

Then you hear the clash of steel in the morning's early light

Clashing swords upon shields our war cries make your heart take flight

Vikings aren't afraid to fight

Our Souls will feast in Odins hall

Make sure to die with blade in hand

Ready for Valhalla's call

We come for land and come for gold noone stands in our way

Tales of glory will be told as the sunlight fades away