Without a loom
The slaying's threads
Valkyries foredoom
Harvesting souls
Choosing the braves
Serving the Gods
Freed from dread, never to yield
Up ahead awaits the field
Men, one on one
Wielding their swords, steel to steel!
Armors and shields
Will meet in strife
Blood-sprinkled spears
Sword as a shuttle
We weave the fate
Of victors in battle
We are the harbingers of war
The choosers of the slain
No hero dies in vain
Valiants! To charge!
On how to slay
We sisters have
Mastered the ways.
Swing, crash and fray!
Unite our force
Ending this day
Living and dying by the sword
The dauntless won't be mourned
Drink from the honeyhorns
And be restored!
We're descending from the skies
To decide who lives or dies
Angels, knowers of the fight
Come to take you to the heights
We will whisper in your ears
Misteries for victory
But as well we'll choose the one
Who's blood's shedded on the ground
Written it is!
We spin and turn
Warwinning wheels
We will bestow
Powers on you
Against the foe
Living and dying by the sword
The dauntless won't be mourned
Drink from our honeyhorns
And be restored!
Armors and shields will meet in strife
Blood-sprinkled flashing spears
Once downed, you'll be bestirred
To ethernal life!
We will carry on our wings
To the presence of Odin
All of those who will pertain
To His armies, for the slain
Ragnarok is coming near
But, stouthearted! never fear!
Come, thee lad! and heed our call!
Enter the Valhalla Halls!
Muireadach - Valkyries Lyrics
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Without a loom
The slaying's threads
Valkyries foredoom
Harvesting souls
Choosing the braves
Serving the Gods
Freed from dread, never to yield
Up ahead awaits the field
Men, one on one
Wielding their swords, steel to steel!
Armors and shields
Will meet in strife
Blood-sprinkled spears
Sword as a shuttle
We weave the fate
Of victors in battle
We are the harbingers of war
The choosers of the slain
No hero dies in vain
Valiants! To charge!
On how to slay
We sisters have
Mastered the ways.
Swing, crash and fray!
Unite our force
Ending this day
Living and dying by the sword
The dauntless won't be mourned
Drink from the honeyhorns
And be restored!
We're descending from the skies
To decide who lives or dies
Angels, knowers of the fight
Come to take you to the heights
We will whisper in your ears
Misteries for victory
But as well we'll choose the one
Who's blood's shedded on the ground
Written it is!
We spin and turn
Warwinning wheels
We will bestow
Powers on you
Against the foe
Living and dying by the sword
The dauntless won't be mourned
Drink from our honeyhorns
And be restored!
Armors and shields will meet in strife
Blood-sprinkled flashing spears
Once downed, you'll be bestirred
To ethernal life!
We will carry on our wings
To the presence of Odin
All of those who will pertain
To His armies, for the slain
Ragnarok is coming near
But, stouthearted! never fear!
Come, thee lad! and heed our call!
Enter the Valhalla Halls!
The slaying's threads
Valkyries foredoom
Harvesting souls
Choosing the braves
Serving the Gods
Freed from dread, never to yield
Up ahead awaits the field
Men, one on one
Wielding their swords, steel to steel!
Armors and shields
Will meet in strife
Blood-sprinkled spears
Sword as a shuttle
We weave the fate
Of victors in battle
We are the harbingers of war
The choosers of the slain
No hero dies in vain
Valiants! To charge!
On how to slay
We sisters have
Mastered the ways.
Swing, crash and fray!
Unite our force
Ending this day
Living and dying by the sword
The dauntless won't be mourned
Drink from the honeyhorns
And be restored!
We're descending from the skies
To decide who lives or dies
Angels, knowers of the fight
Come to take you to the heights
We will whisper in your ears
Misteries for victory
But as well we'll choose the one
Who's blood's shedded on the ground
Written it is!
We spin and turn
Warwinning wheels
We will bestow
Powers on you
Against the foe
Living and dying by the sword
The dauntless won't be mourned
Drink from our honeyhorns
And be restored!
Armors and shields will meet in strife
Blood-sprinkled flashing spears
Once downed, you'll be bestirred
To ethernal life!
We will carry on our wings
To the presence of Odin
All of those who will pertain
To His armies, for the slain
Ragnarok is coming near
But, stouthearted! never fear!
Come, thee lad! and heed our call!
Enter the Valhalla Halls!
Writer: María González
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid