Hall of great warriors
Who fell with sword in hand
Strong and brave Einherjar
All-Father will greet there
Feast on the finest meat
Drink the mead of Heidrun
Glorious are all who dwell
Within those mighty walls
Valhalla
Sol rise and give a new day
So that he may learn
All that happens in the world
Whether good or ill
Victorious feasts and tales of the past
Waiting for the day when
All are called and none shall remain
Within those mighty walls
Valhalla
Five hundred doors
and still forty more
I believe, are at Valhalla
Eight hundred Einherjar
Will go together out each door
When they go to fight the wolf
All prepare for the final day
When all fates are met
Such is their sport
All the Einherjar
In Odin's home fields
fight among themselves each day
The fallen they choose
then ride from the battlefield,
reconciled, they sit again