Einherjer
As we close our eyes in the midst of battle
We chant and praise his name
We raise our swords with honour in our hearts
Then charge forward to eternal fame
With Steel in hand and love in our hearts
We charge down the enemy at hand
With mighty roar we slay the beasts
With hope of going to our promised land
The promise land where the Einherjer rest
The fearless the brave the few
They drink the mead of Odin
And eat till they've had their fill
They wait for the final battle
When Heimdal sounds his horn
They will fight the enemy before them
Until the world is no more
Out of the ash's comes promise
Vidarr and Vali stand true
To protect the new world before them
And to forge our existence a new
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