Waiting for the final war, weaved by the norns
The battle to be inherited
The runes dictated to the gods the winds of the doom
For blood and steel as one
The war of the nine worlds for the gods of old
Will change mankind's fate
With swords serving to our blood in the name of thor
We'll prove our strength
In valhalla the warriors will arise and make the final strike
Against all who oppose
In the cold winter battlefields, odin will stand and kill
And gungnir will prevail
In the name of the aesir with pride we will fight
As in power we'll delight
This war now will be decided and always will be write
Till the roots of yggdrasil
Hann til ragnarök
To the twilight of the gods