May Valhalla Await You
Swords clash, cries pierce the air,
Blood stains the ground, everything in ruins.
The fierce, the brutal, the berserk.
They are the vikings.
Their glory in destruction,
their lives in death,
their belief in war.
These are the Norsemen.
Blood, sweat, and honor.
The love of hatred.
The treasure of fame.
These are the Warriors of the North.
The icy winds as cold as their hearts,
but only to be warmed by lust for adventure.
The brave who fall in battle,
may Valhalla await you,
children of Thor.