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