Onward into the heart of the battle
Fought the sons of odin
Outnumbered many times
Still they fought on
Blood poured forth from their wounds
Deep into the earth
Vultures waited for the broken shells
That once were bodies
But odin alone would choose the day
They would enter valhalla
And in their hour of need
He sent forth unto them
The berserker rage
Now gods and men
They rose up from the ground
Screaming like wild animals
Such is the gift of absolute power
No blade or weapon could harm them
They killed men and horses alike
And all who stood before them died that day
Hail gods of war!