Valhalla

1. Vers

I can feel the grass, that grows and flows from deep below me, while

Gazing at the tops, wild mountain slopes, that rage above me

Bridge

The howling wind, the moonlit night, the sunfilled dawn - of wonder

The rustling leaves of past seasons, wait to die

2. Vers

I can feel the earth, moving through the grasp of my hand

And wild mountain streams, that ebbs and flows throughout the land

Refreng

Death, he sings the song of war

The sky is bleeding bad

Golden cloaked I’m standing tall

My soul, it will soar

Valhalla, I sing for you