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Salt spray bites the dragon's head
Across the whale road we are led
The raven circles in the grey
To guide our path through foam and spray
With ashwood oars we break the tide
With ancient spirits at our side
Odin, Allfather, lend us your sight
Through the long shadow and winter's bite
Thor of the thunder, hammer held high
Strike the iron anvil across the sky
From the roots of the tree to the golden hall
By the gods we stand, by the gods we fall
The hearth fire fades to embers dim
We sing the warrior's battle hymn
The Norns are weaving threads of fate
Beside the high and stony gate
No fear of death, no dread of cold
For iron hearts are forged with gold
Wind from the north blow fierce and free
Carry our souls across the sea
If the Valkyries ride on the lightning's breath
We'll feast with the brave in the house of death
Odin, Allfather, lend us your sight
Through the long shadow and winter's bite
Thor of the thunder, hammer held high
Strike the iron anvil across the sky
From the roots of the tree to the golden hall
By the gods we stand, by the gods we fall
By the gods we stand
By the gods we stand
The curse of blood is sworn
Until the light of the final morn
Skål!
