In fire we were sworn many ages before we were born In battle we shall die and to Valhalla ride Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash... Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash... Death or glory Baptised in blood and ice, to triumph at any price Warlords bound by one fate, the glorious deeds to take Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash... Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash... Death or glory We would rather die in honour than live without glory For a beautiful death lends life honour Knowing not fear or defeat Slaying the strong and the weak Surrounded by our fallen foes Sweet music their dying woes Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash... Let the arrows fly... Let the axes clash... Death or glory