Valhalla Calling 2

The sea is turning.
Valhalla calling.
Cold wind cutting through my armor,
Dark clouds hanging over me.
I've seen brothers turn to shadows,
Lost somewhere beyond the sea.
But I still hear a voice inside me,
Telling me don't fear the night.
Even when the world grows colder,
Warriors rise and stand to fight.
When the darkness tries to break us, hold my hand,