The nocturnal moon
Grimly shines above us
And cold winds of death
Penetrates the raging hordes
Hail the battle sky
Hail the north
And the sky was burning
With the flames of a thousand souls
The nocturnal moon is ablaze and the
Soulless creatures of damnation ride
Upon the hatred of the elder gods
War, glorious are those
Who are sons of Odhinn
For they truly are
The rulers of the northern sphere
The nocturnal moon
Grimly shines above us
And cold winds of death
Penetrates the raging hordes
Hail the battle sky
Hail the north
And the sky was burning
With the flames of a thousand souls
The battle sky is burning
And the elder gods are awake
And the banner of Valhalla
Ride upon the winds of death
War, glorious are those
Who ride the winds
For they truly are
The rulers of the battlefields
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