Testo Ale From the Gods - Ulfhednar
Testo della canzone Ale From the Gods (Ulfhednar), tratta dall'album Wolves Ov Vinland
Today the gods have sent a powerful gift
A glorious ale from the Asgard's realm
Away from thus godly path we cannot drift
So swig down your mead and pound on your helms
So raise up your horns in salute to the gods
The allfather favors the brave and the bold
If you live t'ill morning against all the odds
Then you shall be welcome to their halls of gold
Hail to the gods and drink their ale
On the faithful day when you finally fall dead
Amongst your fallen brothers you shall go feast
Until it is time for that which we all dread
When Ragnarok comes and unchains the beast
So raise up your horns in salute to the gods
The allfather favors the brave and the bold
If you live t'ill morning against all the odds
Then you shall be welcome to their halls of gold
Whilst we are waiting, let us now sing
We eat, drink and fight until the morning comes
And if we're to wake upon a valkyrie's wings
We'll drink up the god's ale until there is none
So raise up your horns in salute to the gods
The allfather favors the brave and the bold
If you live t'ill morning against all the odds
Then you shall be welcome to their halls of gold
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Dufort, Gabriel Beausoleil, Laurent Lambert, Sacha Nahman-lévesque, Samuel Surace
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