Thyrfing Prelude Heading For The Golden Hall Lyrics

With the cold northern wind we travel
We're on a journey of a lifetime
And we'll fight many battles on our way

We'll trample the bodies of the dead as we travel
We'll go on ‘til the day we die
And reach our destination:
The golden gates of Valhalla!

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