Old Great Master

The swords held high fire in the sky and the warcry sounds like beasts they fight for the gods with sword and shield for freedom high above in the sky Old great master how beautiful you are I saw your eye in the sky and touched the great star We did it all just for you oh god you sent us the virgins and weÂ're running out of life Every time I touch the ground IÂ'm closer to your arms my love is a deathmatch but IÂ'll see walhalla one day We did it... The swords held high... We did it...