Oh Warfather on high,  I am calling you from the battlefield  And as I take my last breath  I call for the mightiest of miracles    For none but the brave, be he king or a slave  With a pounding heart in his chest  Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly  And ride to the ancient Valhalla    Oh Warfather on high  Listen to my prayer  I lived my life by your rules  Oh let death cover me now    For none but the brave, be he king or a slave  With a pounding heart in his chest  Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly  And ride to Valhalla of old    [Chorus]    with the Valkyries, ride over the battlefield  Ride your horses and come to me  I'm waiting for you to take my soul, high in the sky to  Valhalla of old    Valkyries, ride over the battlefield  I'm dying and glad to bleed  Because I know today I will take my place with the heroes  in Valhalla of old    For none but the brave, be he king or a slave  With a pounding heart in his chest  Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly  And ride to Valhalla of old    [Chorus]    with the Valkyries, ride over the battlefield  Ride your horses and come to me  I'm waiting for you to take my soul, high in the sky to  Valhalla of old    Valkyries, ride over the battlefield  I'm dying and glad to bleed  Because I know today I will take my place with the heroes  in Valhalla of old    In The Halls of Valhalla I finally take my place  With my sword and my shield I enter Odin's realm  I'm an immortal spirit now with a heart made of steel  With the gods on high forever I will live and laugh at the  fears of man