Ride the Storm

Winged messengers of fate descend
Through northern skies, the battle's end
They choose the fallen, brave and true
Glory waits for chosen few
Odin's servants, strong and cold
Collectors of the warrior's soul

Valkyries! Ride the storm!
Valkyries! Battle born!
Take us higher, take us far
To Valhalla's golden halls

Armor shining, spears held high
Dancing through the burning sky
They see beyond the mortal veil
Where honor never, ever fails
Destiny in every flight
Bridging dark and endless light

Valkyries! Ride the storm!
Valkyries! Battle born!
Take us higher, take us far
To Valhalla's golden halls

Hear the call! (Hear the call!)
Rise above it all! (Rise above!)
In the shadow of their wings
We become the songs we sing
Hear the call! (Hear the call!)
Never fall! (Never fall!)
In their flight, we find our truth
Eternal youth!

Ancient wisdom guides their way
Separating night from day
They are more than myth and lore
Gatekeepers of eternal door
Fierce and beautiful, divine
Where the sacred and profane align

Valkyries! Ride the storm!
Valkyries! Battle born!
Take us higher, take us far
To Valhalla's golden halls

Valkyries! (Wings of fate)
Valkyries! (Never late)
Valkyries! (Guide us on)
Valkyries! (When we're gone)