Valhalla - Crimson Glory

Winds of Odin guide us

Over violent seas, the silent grave

Gods of thunder

Roaring, crackling power

In flashing light, they pound the night

Rising winds and howling fury

Towering shadows crashing down

As we awaken and behold

The crystal seas and ships of gold

To the colored winds our sails arise

The distant shore before us lies

Winds of Odin whisper

Over silent waves, no trace remains

We have found a new horizon

Far beyond the stars that shine above

Thrashing wings valkyries rising

To the hollowed halls of Valhalla

Valhalla, Valhalla

Valhalla, Valhalla

Valhalla, Valhalla