Blacksmith, hammer the iron Temper and shape it for war - Arm my hand with thy forge's best For I sail with the dawn to foreign shores! Fell deeds of death await me Blood and fire in the heart of battle The song of Valkyries from the sky Is what sets my veins aflame and gets me high! Axes dyed blood-red; The breath of Odin down my neck - Allfather walk beside me today And soon I'll join you at thy table! Ravens fill the sky And black-feathered arrows alike - A song of death rides the gates An epitaph for warrior that fell this day... Crimson froths the stream Steel is cold and fears no hate: I will ride upon the raging waves And storm the yonder shore, fearless and brave! Axes dyed blood-red; The breath of Odin down my neck - Allfather walk beside me today And soon I'll join you at thy table!