Valhallas Great Hall - Farewell

Following thy guiding light
Fill your soul with brave and pride
Raise your sword and hold it high
Speed your horse and pray to Tyr

As we fight and if we die
To the hall we all shall ride
Brother of mine don't be afraid
Valkyries shall show the way

Herd her call as you fall
See the horse she's riding on
Gallop fast Behind her horse (my friend of Norse)
Brother stroll to heroes' hall

Face the death that came for me
Blood is all that I can see
Farewell to the battle I fall
And now I'm to Valhalla's great hall
Farewell