Old Great Master

Adorned Brood

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 we´re running out of life

Every time I touch the ground

I´m closer to your arms

my love is a deathmatch

but I´ll see walhalla one day

We did it...

The swords held high...

We did it...