The Nightfall

Together with mist in the forest
Inside of the valley the warriors sharpen
Their steel

I feel the power of the wind, and the
Presence of the spirits oh the forest

I see the trail in mist
My blood is frost lik my soul
Baptised in Ice between the moutain

I follow the trail of triumph
I follow the trail of sword
I follow the trail of Valhalla

The snow cut the air
Falling about the eternal white land
This is my land

With our ship will
Follow forever for the north
With our sword conquest virtue
My sword shed the blood of my enemy
And it'll shed till i fail
When i will see my father and my ancestors
In hall it'll resound of my voice
Between the great warriors.