What will be?
Will be what you see?
Is this my last summer to live?
The last night with my wife?
Should it be?
Last hunt, last travel, last war
Your Runes see bitter times to come
No, evil beware i´m on the way
I must leave but will return
See you soon my Kingdom.
No it´s a journey whithout return,
You will fall and never come back.
Accept your destiny
My Runes see bitter times to come...
Come on my Warriors here to my side
Let´s fight our final battle
On the Boat!!
Northern winds will carry us
To our destination
You see
einherjer we will be