Down he rode from the hills where he was born With sword and shield and baatle axe in hand Young and strong he was the chosen one To lead the armies and to defend his land The day had come to k** the intruders By the shore, the enemies now stand Odin guide my sword And i'll slay the enemy Odin guide my sword To eternal victory Strenghtened by the words of his own father: Son, you must be merciless and brave! Never let them take an inch of land No, he'd never let his family be raped Never let them march upon his fields No, he's never let his people be enslaved Odin guide my sword And i'll slay the enemy Odin guide my sword To eternal victory Thor of might now throws his hammer in wrath Thunder roar the lightning strikes the sky Now the battle rages into chaos Blood is running strong and the valkyries fly Finally the defender stands victorious And Vlahalla awaits for the brave who died