| Down he rode from the hills where he was born | |
| With sword and shield and baatle axe in hand | |
| Young and strong he was the chosen one | |
| To lead the armies and to defend his land | |
| The day had come to kill the intruders | |
| By the shore, the enemies now stand | |
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| Y Strenghtened by the words of his own father: | |
| Son, you must be merciless and brave! | |
| Never let them take an inch of land, | |
| No, he'd never let his family be raped | |
| Never let them march upon his fields, | |
| No, he's never let his people be enslaved | |
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| Y Thor of might now throws his hammer in wrath | |
| Thunder roar the lightning strikes the sky | |
| Now the battle rages into chaos | |
| Blood is running strong and the valkyries fly | |
| Finally the defender stands victorious | |
| And Vlahalla awaits for the brave who died | |
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| Y VICTORY |