Valhöll Songtext
von Trapdoor

Rays split the dawn in half, ships wait silent and still.
A fog breach, quay and land, sword sharp ready to kill.
Grass froze, bleeding rose, ground filled with that of the dead.
Blade strikes, severed eyes, laying out his final bed.

Blood spilt on stone, soaked into the clay
Flesh and steel slowly decay
Taken to the hall of the slain.

Tales told of arches gold, stone walls, praise in the air.
Of ale strong, feasts so long, wealth in plentiful share.
Of brothers gone, who′s time were drawn, laughing into the night.
Fathers before who died at war, as youth not their final plight.


Blood spilt on stone, soaked into the clay
Flesh and steel slowly decay
Taken to the hall of the slain

Frenzied, flashing fight, the boot struck clean in the chest.
Life clings on dagger point, the puncture harvests the blessed.

Blood spilt on stone, soaked into the clay
Flesh and steel slowly decay
Taken to the hall of the slain

Sinking streams of blood
Valkyries take me above

Gold shines bright like once told?
Endless feasts Odin's stronghold?