The Gates

Let down the sails
Take the oars
Tonight we ride
Our blood is shed
Steel painted red
Golden tree by the door
Odin’s hall before
We seized the day
We fought our lives away
We make for the gates
Now that our price is paid
Valhalla calls
We make our way
We’re coming home
Where glory grows
And angels fight
To feast our souls
We seized the day
We fought our lives away
We make for the gates
Now that our price is paid
Looking out onto the snow capped hills
Battles rage without the fear of kills
The great hall warm with the scent of mead
Feasting away until our time of need
All things must end
When Asgard burns
We’re back alive
The God’s may fall
Some not all
We’ll fight aside
We seized the day
We fought our lives away
We make for the gates
Now that our price is paid
We seized the day
We fought our lives away
We make for the gates
Now that our price is paid