Horns resound in the Northland
The warlust* is born
Faithful in battle until in death
Sworn by Balder's death
In the name of the Allfather and our tribe
We go in to battle
To ride to the great hall
To avoid Hel's cold realm
(we) Sharpen our spears
And forge our blades
The barditus shall again
Sing to/about Walhalla
Where mead flows and womanly beauty
Bring us meat and our drinks
There where laughter and hero song
Will sound forever
Horns resound in the Northland
The warlust is born
Faithful in battle until in death
Sworn by Balder's death
In the name of the Allfather and our tribe
We go in to battle
To ride to the great hall
To avoid Hel's cold realm
(we) Sharpen our spears
And forge our blades
The barditus shall again
Sing to/about Walhalla
Where mead flows and womanly beauty
Bring us meat and our drinks
There where laughter and hero song
Will sound forever