.Souls fly to Valhalla
From the hills that run red
We fight the nameless enemy
Eaters of the dead
The coming of the fireworm
Its thunderous sound we dread
They ride to feed their queen tonight
And make trophies of our heads
Eaters of the dead
The thunde.
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