They won't take the name of a king They fight for many tales to sing With the power of their steel and steeds They will ride to the endless fields One thousand years ago not so far from here The son of a king deserted He rode to many places and to many marches Finding men inspired by his quest But on his journey he made enemies Rules of this land were afraid Their dream of a freedom was too great for them To be left alive in this world They won't take the name of a king They fight for many tales to sing With the power of their steel and steeds They will ride to the endless fields Strike against the ground Charge towards the storm He rode with his blood brothers With their swords pointed to the sky As Freyr watched upon him Blessing his men with power and might They didn't need more But one day the king attacked our friend He fought bravely guiding his own to victory They won't take the name of a king They fight for many tales to sing With the power of their steel and steeds They will ride to the endless fields Strike against the ground Charge towards the storm