Текст песни Amon Amarth - Valhalla Awaits Me

Blood gushing from my wounds,
It is vast and deep.
But before I turn around,
The enemy will fall to his knees.

How sweet to call me
Skew swords
And scrap copies
But the enemy sword pierces my shield.

I throw the shield and grabs the ax -
In one on each arm.
Blow - and crack helmet
Blow - the ax penetrates the skull.

I pull the ax out of severed heads,
Her brains and blood.
Dead body at my feet -
And I fight again.

My sword cuts through clothes and skin,
Like the blade that passes through the snow.
How sweet to me moaning enemies
When I take out his sword.

Sword in my hand,
Horseless hanging at his side.
Valhalla awaits me,
And soon I will die.
Bearskin on his back,
And the wolf helmet - on the head.
Valhalla awaits me,
When I die.

I raise my head above the ax
Only a violent rage in his eyes.
Yes spilled more blood
In this victorious day!

Blood gushing from my wounds,
It is vast and deep.
I turn around,
And falls to his knees.