Adorned Brood Old Great Master
The swords held high fire in the sky
and the warcry sounds like beasts
they fight for the gods
with sword and shield for freedom
high above in the sky
Old great master
how beautiful you are
I saw your eye in the sky
and touched the great star
We did it all just for you
oh god
you sent us the virgins
and weÂ're running out of life
Every time I touch the ground
IÂ'm closer to your arms
my love is a deathmatch
but IÂ'll see walhalla one day
We did it...
The swords held high...
We did it...
