Sol arose that morning like a sunwheel at the sky...
Shallow land two ravens high above gave me the sign...

Walhall the hall of shining shields
Where once I´ll be to celebrate my death...

Farewell my sword may lead me into ancient realms...

"...now saddled is my horse and grinded my sword,
The wisest of all blacksmith´s forged my shield...
Tomorrow I will ride, when morningsun arose,
To meet my fate on shadow field...

...now the time to leave is near,
And all preparations done,
The twilight now heralds my farewell...
A last donation to the ones
Who will guide me on my way
And who will await me if I´ll die..."

Valkyrjur will take my hand to lead me on my way...
Himinbjörg so soon there Heimdallr will welcome my soul...

Walhall the hall of shining shields
Where once I´ll be to celebrate my death...