We face our fate

As it has been written

We face our death

As it is expected

We face our fate

As the bloodshed starts

We face our death

As we brothers fight

Stores we were told

As we grew up into men

Ancient lore from the days of yore

Became a prophecy

We were to fulfil

Once we'd wield our swords in battle

A wicked army rises from the darkness

A giant Jötnar leads them into battle

As the lore foretold

All that is will end

We brace ourselves before the fated bloodshed

And head into the battleground with spirit

As the gods March beside us

We feel our lives about to end

BROTHERS

Fight for your lives

BROTHERS

Fight 'til they fail

BROTHERS

Fight for your lives

BROTHERS

Fight 'til they fail

Fighting and crying

Valkyries ride the sky above

Fighting and mourning

Our departed fellow warriors

Beneath the skies blazed with Surtur flames

Chaos fear and bloodshed rule the world

Spreading blood of a thousand foes

So worthless our brother's fall won't come to be

May we be granted victory

We might have failed

But indeed with pity we did not fought

We gave our lives

To honour our brother's fall