Via the paths of the four winds   Through the icy valleys and hills   They came led by two ravens   The messengers from the hall of the slain      Warriors of a thousand battles   Skalds of a thousand stories and tales   Riding in a shadow   Which will lie over the christian fame      Hear the dark woods call   Swear for the ancient names   Odin, Thor, Valhalla   Written into the heathen flames   False beliefs fall   Hearts of steel begin to pound again   In my eyes I almost see   Dragon ships setting sails      Fathers, watch us ride   Through the northern storms   And freezing winds   We are the horde   That came from the snowy sides of hills   Brothers up there we greet you   just like you - we will never fail   Sisters, wait for the call   We will come   when we hear the Odin's hail...      Via the paths of the four winds   Through the icy valleys and hills   they came led by two ravens   The messengers from the hall   Of the slain   Warriors of a thousand battles   Skalds of a thousand stories and tales   Riding in a shadow   Which will lie over the christian fame