Beauty on winged horses, we see the flicker of the Valkyries. Aurora Boriales, the Northern lights are shimmering. High up on the mountain of Asgard, burns a boat of eternal flame, reunite with fallen warriors, in Odin's hall of the slain. I can hear the Raven's cry, there will be no tomorrow. Can you hear the Raven's cry, will it fill the land with sorrow. Can you see the Raven's fly as your falling into battle. Odin hears his Raven's cry, 'Ragnarok' The final battle.. We wear our mighty Thor's Hammer, it makes us strong, it makes us free. Hail you son of War, you give us strength, pride and purity! Take flight mighty Raven's for you are thought and memory, fly high mighty Raven's, high above our enemy's...