We walk like machines. No illusions in our brains.
And the fate of the world are in our fists of steel
Lead by metal dreams,
You will fall once again dark enemy. Because, we are:
Free from sin, We live the ideal
Blood from the righteou s kin,
Suppliers of pain separate the pure from the rest.
Recognize the Beast, consume the holy feast
Pork and beef, beer and mead. Execute Runelord's deed
We're the holy saviors of man,
Valhalla within, Valhalla within!
Free from sin, We live the ideal
Cunning of runes of real.
Legion of possessed you're all on the list. Bringers of good arrives!
Victory! Thats the way it will be
Victory! because that is the way we tell.
You, with demons in your souls, beware our path.
We walk the desert world, the Valley of death.
You might notice just before we strike a sonic blast,
The blast of thunder, of Thor – the destructor. O
R if not, you're on gods' side with Valhalla within!
Remember that shields are made for cowards, it's the wisdom of steel.
The best of protection is always to attack!
That is the way we are – we're god-men –
We're Valhalla, and we walk like machines.