A black host descends Omen of the end Fury and pride at Odin's command Just the mountains can dare to stand, Hordes of the gods Almighty force Foreign invader surely won't prevail The army that cried loud Odin's hail. It doesn't matter how much I shall suffer to live To condign my poor soul In your mighty hands I long for that moment my life I shall give and if I die in this battle... Let hammer commence! ♪ Black mist now protect us From unfaithful eyes, The attack to the cross And its god will surely succeed, Steel at my side, banners up high, Ancient words from the Gods I pronounce the Viking war-cry: Odin's hail, it doesn't matter how Much I shall suffer to live To condign my poor soul In your mighty hands I long for the moment my life I shall give and if i die in this battle... Let Battle commence! ♪ "This is the dan for which I was born, I blow my last breath into the horn, To the halls of Valhalla I know finally My last words are Odin's hail!"