The Nocturnal Moon - In Battle

The nocturnal moon

Grimly shines above us

And cold winds of death

Penetrates the raging hordes

Hail the battle sky

Hail the north

And the sky was burning

With the flames of a thousand souls

The nocturnal moon is ablaze and the

Soulless creatures of damnation ride

Upon the hatred of the elder gods

War, glorious are those

Who are sons of Odhinn

For they truly are

The rulers of the northern sphere

The nocturnal moon

Grimly shines above us

And cold winds of death

Penetrates the raging hordes

Hail the battle sky

Hail the north

And the sky was burning

With the flames of a thousand souls

The battle sky is burning

And the elder gods are awake

And the banner of Valhalla

Ride upon the winds of death

War, glorious are those

Who ride the winds

For they truly are

The rulers of the battlefields