The Ride of the Valkyries - DOMINE

Oh Warfather on high

I am calling you from the battlefield

And as I take my last breath

I call for the mightiest of miracles

For none but the brave, be he king or a slave

With a pounding heart in his chest

Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly

And ride to the ancient halls of Valhalla

Oh Warfather on high

Listen to my prayer

I lived my life by your rules

Oh let death cover me now

For none but the brave, be he king or a slave

With a pounding heart in his chest

Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly

And ride to Valhalla of old

With the Valkyries, ride over the battlefield

Ride your horses and come to me

I’m waiting for you to take my soul

To Valhalla of old

Valkyries, ride over the battlefield

I’m dying and glad to bleed

Because I know today I will take my place with the heroes

In Valhalla of old

For none but the brave, be he king or a slave

With a pounding heart in his chest

Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly

And ride to Valhalla of old

With the Valkyries, ride over the battlefield

Ride your horses and come to me

I’m waiting for you to take my soul

To Valhalla of old

Valkyries, ride over the battlefield

I’m dying and glad to bleed

Because I know today I will take my place with the heroes

In Valhalla of old

In The Halls of Valhalla I finally take my place

With my sword and my shield I enter Odin’s realm

I’m an immortal spirit now with a heart made of steel

With the gods on high forever I will live and laugh at the

Fears of man