You might recall the glorydays
Converting heathens by the sword
Burning apostates
Enriching Abrahams horde

Forging empires by the dusin
Make the world your *****
They shall decay
Like the white christs corpse

Gone is all you took
The world shall be free at last
In the halls of the fallen
Can you hear a new song play?

A song of heroes comes from the hall
Vallhalla is open once more
A feast awaits the heroes
The old Gods are ready for war

Prepare your pyres
Though the martyrs won't cry in pain
Avenge the burnt blood of witches
They never died in vain

Swordmaidens and shieldbrothers
Lets draw the battle lines again
Or legend shall shape the future
As we reclaim the world

So stand before me host of angels
For now the valkyries decend
The druids emerge from the forest
Are you prepared for the end?