Valkyries Experience

Thirty years of piracy and death
This will be my last journey
We’re the horde and it’s our day!
Fate will not govern my end
It is my life
My way to die
My wealth and home are for my wife
My son will wear my armour and serve with honour

Winter year 864
We’ll take this land
Our danelaw!
We’re the horde and it’s our day!
The brits are straight in front of us
I see their armour shining
I sense them fearing us

I’ve always been a hard man
But I'm tired of this violence
I’ll leave this world
By the blade!
I desire to have some rest
And meet my dead friends
I’ll leave this world
In valkyrie’s hand!

They see us as bloody freaks
We’re the pagan fighters
We’re the horde and it’s our day!
I put my axe in three heads
Suddenly there’s bare steel in my back
Life runs out of me, my eyes become vacant, darkness seizes me, finally I see
Valkyries on their wolves!
My gaze crosses yours
The cold of your sight reveals my deepest fears
Loneliness, banishment and despair
I must be strong enough
To accept and become an einherjar!
Your contact evaporates my hate
I left human’s world
To serve the God’s
In their realm
The valhalla until the end