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Gleaming swords in the blackest night

Lighten up by the misty moonlight

In this battle we will die

And our souls will ascend so high

No chance against the enemy

No one can stop his victory

I can see a lightning in the sky

And I hear the Valkyries cry

Valhalla Rock!

On shiny wings we do fly

Into the marble hall up high

Where the gods are the sacred ones

And where the golden mead runs

But our comrades drop on the field

There's no armour, there's no shield

They perish man by man

So we have to go back again

Valkyries ride!

Stand up and fight!