| In a dark and rainy night
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| Two armies stand by resolutely
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| Ready for a fight
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| To seal all the worlds destiny
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| Armed with sword and shield
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| Wearing helmets, chain mails, cuirasses
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| An a battlefield
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| At the gates of Odins sacred fortress
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| Here on this ground, with history in making
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| The fate of the world will be determined
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| Now the time has come for a war of death and honour
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| Fight and stay as one for a great and glorious victory
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| At the begin as the horns call for war and the battlecries clang in the sky
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| Odin throws his spear fast and hard and the first Vanir has to die
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| Thousand of men clash together in rage, the conclusion of Gullveig’s lie
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| Blood spills over mens face
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| Gods kill, Gods die
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| Njörd gives the command to use magic spells to destroy the Æsir host
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| Thor and the valkyries are fighting in hatred just like the other gods
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| A bloody battle is roaring but Valhalla is not yet lost
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| Blood spills over mens face
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| Gods kill, Gods die
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| Here on this ground, with history in making
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| The fate of the world will be determined
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| Now the time has come for a war of death and honour
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| Fight and stay as one for a great and glorious victory |