Once Sent From The Golden Hall Lyrics

Rumbling thunder cracks the sky
and rain starts pouring down,
lightning strikes a cold bright light
upon the blood drenched ground.

The sword play is
hard and many fall,
steel bites sharp
in flesh.

And upon a mountain
towering tall stand
the messengers of death.

Five horsemen in armour bright
waiting in the flashing light,
looking down upon the field where
Vikings fight with axe and shield.

On stallions black as night
and with eyes burning red they
ride with thunder to the fight,
deliverance of certain death.

A warcry loud as Heimdall's
horne echoes across the land.
Enemies who hear it freeze to the bone,
friends of doom proudly stand.

They ride faster than the wind,
with lightning speed they strike.
Black ravens follow where they've
been to feed from those who died.

With power they wield their swords
as they ride down fleeing men,
sending them to Hel's dark court
to never come back again.

The warriors ride once more to
the mountain from which they came,
once sent by the Gods to war
and they never return in shame.