Throne of the Fallen

(ahhhh) The iron fell like winter rain

My brothers sleep upon the plain

But breath still burns inside my chest

The Norns have halted my eternal rest

I hear the horn,

the final call

But not today shall my kingdom fall (oh-oh-oh)

Valhalla waits, but I

must rise

Beneath these cold and heavy skies

My destiny

is carved in stone

Today I fight and stand alone

My shield is splintered,

sword is cold

A saga waiting to

be told

I walk the path of blood and clay

To find my light another day

Not today... (ahhhh)

Valhalla waits, but I must rise

Beneath these cold and heavy skies

My destiny

is carved in stone

Today I fight and stand alone