To Valhalla (wersja 2)

Intro

(Across the frozen circuit, watch the embers start to glow)

Odin — hear me calling through the static and the snow.

Verse 1

Steel teeth in the permafrost, I cut my name in code,

neon runes are burning where the glacier rivers flowed.

Huginn on my shoulder reading futures in the cold,

thought and memory streaming back the prophecies of old.

Born in Ginnungagap before the first cold dawn arose,

chrome wolves at my heel and the deep frost in my bones.

They buried all the Aesir but the signal never froze —

rise out of the silence where the old gods reclaim their thrones.

Pre-Chorus

Drums of thunder in the deep, (the storm is waking)

runes ignite beneath my feet, (the earth is shaking)

raise the horn and drink the night, (no more forsaking)

Bifrost burning neon-bright — (the bridge is breaking!)

Chorus

To Valhalla! (We ride!)

Through the fire, through the frost, through the digital tide!

To Valhalla! (We rise!)

With the gods in our veins and the storm in our eyes!

(Sing the saga, sing it loud) — the dead are marching in the cloud,

raise the bass until it breaks the sky — (we never die!)

Verse 2

Mjolnir in the mainframe, every lightning strike a vow,

Fenrir slipped his chains of light, the reckoning is now.

Valkyries on the frequency to carry me somehow,

through the neon Bifrost where the fallen take their bow.

I have died a thousand cycles, every time I'm overwritten,

woke up in the war-glow with the frostbite and the venom,

Ragnarok rebooting and the old world's nearly bitten —

last surviving signal of a saga that was written.

Chorus

To Valhalla! (We ride!)

Through the fire, through the frost, through the digital tide!

To Valhalla! (We rise!)

With the gods in our veins and the storm in our eyes!

(Sing the saga, sing it loud) — the dead are marching in the cloud,

raise the bass until it breaks the sky — (we never die!)

Bridge

I have watched you fall a hundred ways,

gathered up your ashes, sung you through the blaze.

Lay your weary iron down and rest —

the halls are bright and waiting in the west.

But the storm still calls your name again,

so rise, my fallen warrior, rise and live, and live again...

Build

Frost and fire! (Frost and fire!)

Beat the drums and lift it higher! (Higher!)

We are the storm, we are the war, we are the funeral pyre —

We rise!

Drop

Odin! (Odin!) Thor! (Thor!)

Open up the gates of the everlasting war!

Odin! (Odin!) Thor! (Thor!)

Frost and fire forever, we are bound to the core!

Heya, heya, ho — the bass is rolling low,

heya, heya, ho — to Valhalla we go!

Outro

Odin... hear me calling... in the static and the snow...