The night is falling on the arms of midgard, the soldiers are marching to war
Upon in the ralm of asgard, the thundergod watching below
Upon in his throne in asgard palace
The son od odin is awaithing
To drink with sons that died in the battle
They are blessed by the hammer of thor.
Soldiers are fighting to keep safe midgard, rising they'r blades and reforsing they'r guard
They are united to take evil out, for thor they will fight and for thor they will die.
Upon in his throne in asgard palace
The son od odin is awaithing
To drink with sons that died in the battle
They are blessed by the hammer of thor.
Upon in his throne in asgard palace
The son od odin is awaithing
To drink with sons that died in the battle
To take them to eternal place.
