Fight the horde, sing and cry Valhalla, I am coming Always sweeping, catching up I only go with this arresting show I'm coming from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow So why don't you feel so free? The whispered tales of gore Of howling calm, the tides of war We are young over now Always sweeping, catching up I only go with this arresting show So now you better stop, rebuild all your ruins For peace and trust can win the day, despite of all your losing Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh