The ice was gleaming The cold forged their courage...
A freezing wind caressed their sails Around the wilderness They were known protectors of the northern lands... Their ancestors, the strongest conquerors of all time... Long ago, revealed stories about the Ragnarök The fall of their old beliefs...
Upon a hill, they were once called to fight... a glorious battle to a new beginning...
An age of axes and swords Surrounded by nature's spirits...
They were the soldiers of Asgard Noble, immortal heroes... They were the soldiers of Asgard The fortress of their gods...
Their fighting skills were well known across the ages... They all remained glorious, even in death Their charisma defies fear upon the battlefield... To die in battle, their lives are worth this glorious death...
Upon a hill they were once called to fight A glorious battle to a new beginning...
Slowly sailing upon the glacial waters of the far north Towards their destiny, the winds spokes The ancient language of fury! The wind still carefully rocking their wooden dragon The monster opening the way towards the shore of Ulgrid Ulgrid!