Paroles de Prelude: Heading For The Golden Hall
With the cold northern wind we travelWe're on a journey of a lifetime
And we'll fight many battles on our way
We'll trample the bodies of the dead as we travel
We'll go on 'til the day we die
And reach our destination:
The golden gates of Valhalla!
The golden gates of Valhalla!
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