When Fimbulwinter holds the Earth
In grim and icy reign,
When Loki frees himself at last,
And Fenris breaks his chain,
Then Heimdal’s horn from Bifrost’s span
Shall through the nine worlds ring.
Now Odin calls and the warriors rise,
When we hear the battlecrow sing!

The Midgard Serpent rises up
To seek his former prey.
While Loki leads the hosts of Hel
And giants to the fray.
Now let the Aesir ride to war,
Their swords to battle bring.
For Odin calls and the warriors rise,
When we hear the battlecrow sing!

Now Odin’s chosen heroes ride
With him to Vigrid’s plain.
The dreaded day has come at last,
But they fear not death nor pain.
They fight like gods at Ragnarok,
Let swords and axes swing.
For Odin calls and the warriors rise,
When we hear the battlecrow sing!

The fury of that final war,
Shall rend the Earth and Sky.
The Worldtree falls to Surtr’s flame,
And even gods must die.
We fight in hope that from its root,
A New World yet may spring.
So Odin calls and the warriors rise,
When we hear the battlecrow sing!

So warriors raise your drinking horns,
To Odin make your vow.
To die with weapons in your hands,
And to Valhalla go.
To fight and die at Ragnarok,
Will be the best of things.
For Odin calls and the warriors rise,
When we hear the battlecrow sing!