

(ahhhh) (hah!) Storm clouds gather in the northern sky Under cold steel we will
stand or die (ooh-ahh-ooh)
Raise the shields and hold the
line
Through the
fire our banners shine
Ride to
glory,
we will never yield
Victory is
ours
on the battlefield (valhalla!)
Dust and iron, blood and bone We carve our path to the
golden throne (ahhhh)
We stand as one
Ride to glory, we will never
yield
Victory is ours on the battlefield (valhalla!)