My hand to god,I ask for peace
upon this night,I sleep alone
If I die,let others remember me
let this man,no longer be unknown

Take me where the valkries fly
over mountains made of gold
where fists of iron reach for the sky
and its legacy is never untold


The truth is always revealed
though spoken through a heart of steel
I will trample all in my way
I will raise the dead where they lay
to heal the unrepented,seek payment for the blood
I am the keeper of the gates,the immortal
darkened son



The steel I carry by my side
into a world God nor man has ever seen
The gates of fantasy open wide
I am the guardian of a dream
Into the realms of atlantis
A rise of fallen heroes is long over due
In the heart of the vikings,their spirits will rise
with a fist of iron that rules the night




Take me where the valkries fly
where eagles cross the sky
a place where mountains stand so strong
none can teach you,my friend just climb
it's a place not made for the weak
because only the strong will survive
here our fists of iron,rule the night




And as I look back at my fallen brothers
who died before their time
I carry with me their immortal legacy
and the stregth they've held inside

that is great....i have thought that many times over here