Visions Of Valhalla

Minds torn asunder
Their sanity is lost
Beaten, whipped
Chained like wilds dogs
Enter a frenzy
Give in to the beast
No longer a man
But a berserker in war

Sanity is lost
Berserker in war

Hatred clouds their empty eyes
Blood drunk
They charge forth
Storming the shields
Spears tasting flesh
Wounds are cut deep
Their bodies will not yield
Instinct wields their
Blood soaked swords

Himmelen mørkner - jorden er rød
Marken blir sirklet - av sultne kråker
Fjerne skrik høres - fra falne sjeler
Som vandrer i mot - Hels rike
Tiden stårstille - det lukter av død

Minds torn asunder
Their sanity is lost
Beaten, whipped
Chained like wilds dogs
Enter a frenzy
Give in to the beast
No longer a man
But a berserker in war

Sanity is lost
Berserker in war

Awaking in blood
Surrounded by decay
Memories of their screams
Won't fade away
Wounds once numb
Now ache under the morning sun
Visions of Valhalla fades from his mind
Embracing death to watch her slip away