Across the moor We norsemen rode & Skalds to us song That days of glory Soon should be When swords blood-red were swung "One eyed father Give us strength My brave kinsmen & I In Valhalla I Your mighty men will meet If I in this battle die From the sky Your ravens watching me Both of them I see Thank you Father For letting me know You watch over me" At the moor The ravens spoke to me While skalds did their song A bitter loss Was soon to come For those I were among Across the moor We norsemen rode & Skalds to us sung That days of glory Soon should be When swords blood-red were swung I say to you - I ask you to For once be your own lord Come with me Be a part of my Ballad of the swords A sudden clash Where swords were drawn Was the beginning of my end With a norsemans pride & Courage I fought I would to Hel them send Instead I felt Cold chilling steel Stab me from behind A cravens deed Indeed it was Peace he should not find Faded I did Strange beauty I met The dream for me came true Brought up I were Bifrost I saw My mortal life were through Your mortal life With children & wife Wouldn't have no value If you knew as I About life up here You would die to be here forever...