Skal To The Gods

Oryarho! Oryarho! Oryarho! Oryarho

Drums in the deep start rumbling, cold wind bites through the night
Brothers and sisters stand beside me, shadows tremble at our might
Oryarho!
Rise to the northern sky where the ancient spirits call
Oryarho!

Fire in the veins of warriors, hear the thunder in our halls
Steel meets storm and storm meets bone, in the frost we carve our fate
With every heartbeat roaring wild, we rise and will not wait

Lift your horn to the gods, let the mountains hear your cry
For the day will come we feast as one in the golden hall on high
Raise your horn to the gods, let the earth shake with your call
For the brave who stand with fire in hand will be welcomed in the hall

Snow-soaked boots on the ancient road, the path of blood and stone
Oryarho!
Every victory lights the way to the throne we'll one day own
Oryarho!
Crows circle as our heralds, winds howl our battle song
For destiny favors the fearless hard and the iron-willed and strong

Steel meets storm and storm meets bone, in the frost we carve our fate
With every heartbeat roaring wild, we rise and will not wait

Lift your horn to the gods, let the mountains hear your cry
For the day will come we feast as one in the golden hall on high
Raise your horn to the gods, let the earth shake with your call
For the brave who stand with fire in hand will be welcomed in the hall

Oryarho! Oryarho! Axes up, let the storm wind fly
Oryarho! Oryarho! We ride the wolf road till we die
Oryarho! Oryarho! Let the horn calls shake the sky
Oryarho! Oryarho! To the hall we rise, we rise

Lift your horn to the gods, let the mountains hear your cry
Storm born fire in our lungs, we are the chosen we will fly
Raise your horn to the gods, let the nine worlds hear our call
When our saga ends we rise again, feasting proud within the hall