The warriors of Asgard fly Their seeds across the sky Lightning snaps from shield and sword The god that never die Helmets shining Spears aligning As they ride Hallowed knights on golden chargers Screaming as they say Pray...to the godz of wrath Speedin' in the silver morning Sunshine lights their day Eyes a sparkle, spirits soaring Nothing bars their way Helmets shining
Spears aligning As they ride Golden gods on golden chargers Screaming as they say Pray...to the godz of wrath Great swords swung against their foes Cries of battle end the air Thunder rolls across the sky Of the gods of wrath beware Helmets shining Spears aligning As they ride Savage lords on golden chargers Screaming as they say Pray...to the godz of wrath