Warlords -

Cruel, Wild, Creatures of myths

I can smell their putrid breath

I can feel their hunger for

Death, Sly, Ugly Hunters

Fatal Raid, Thirsty killers

I can hear their panting excitement

So are ours, Great sons of warlords

We are ready to die!

The only way to reach the path to the great Valhalla

Is to fearlessly fight and assent to bleed

Vidarr made a pact with Lõki and damned our souls to a near end

Gods are giving us a chance to reach our redemption;

to ascend

In the end, we will feast with Gods

We will fight again and again!

In the end, we will feast with Gods

Again and again!