Thunders are crashing towards this dreadful soil,
the ravenmark is calling me to war
to kill for honor, for my gods I will die
wating with patience 'til my soul leave apart

Praying for life, for Asathor I'll die
I will behold the gates, in wallhalla I will rest

I see the sky, ravens flying high, trought the darkest cloud
a blackneed shadow, calling me to war, in wallhalla I will mourn

Behind the clouds, a darkneed sun is hiding
for mortal beings, a new war slowly rising
I see the sky high, a raven fly trought this eyes
I see the nightmares, comming close behind.

If a warrior die with honor, beside the gods he will rest, honor and war are both united by death.
but a true warrior will behold the gates of wallhalla as a sign of eternal glory

I see the sky, ravens flying high, trought the darkest cloud
a blackneed shadow, calling me to war, in wallhalla I will mourn