You thought the shield-wall was gonna break? Nah. We’re moving forward. Axe in hand. Let's go. (Verse 1) You wanted to see me drop, wanted to see me bend, But I’ve got an army of shadows waiting at the end. I don't play defense no more, I'm shifting the gears, Trading in my patience for the tips of the spears. Like a Valkyrja riding through the thunder and smoke, I am the heavy iron collar that you could not choke. You brought a little bark to a Timberwolf pack, Now the pack is hunting and we ain't turning back. Hear the war-horn blowing through the Texan heat, I’m stamping the dynasty’s name on the street. (Chorus - The Old Norse Weapon) Skjaldborg! Raise up the iron shield! We are the forces that never will yield! Gakk brott! Clear the path, get out the way, The Valkyrie’s hunting her trophy today! By the thunder of Thor, by the strike of the blade, I am tearing down every trap that you made. The armor is on, and the line is drawn— My fire is burning, pack your bags and be gone! (Verse 2) Race The Omen on the shield, etched in the steel, Making the opposition remember what’s real. You thought you could drain me, thought you could try? Look at the black crows filling up the sky. Like The Morrígan walking on the battlefield mud, I am the sovereign queen of the rising flood. I don't ask for permission, I don't wait for a sign, I am taking what's mine on the perimeter line. (Chorus - The Old Norse Weapon) Skjaldborg! Raise up the iron shield! We are the forces that never will yield! Gakk brott! Clear the path, get out the way, The Valkyrie’s hunting her trophy today! By the thunder of Thor, by the strike of the blade, I am tearing down every trap that you made. The armor is on, and the line is drawn— My fire is burning, pack your bags and be gone! (((Bridge - The War Chant The trap beat drops completely. Only a heavy, primitive boots-on-the-ground stomp and metallic shield-slaps loop. Low, menacing group vocals rise))) (Old Norse - The Charge): Svá ríðum vér! (Swah reeth-um vair! - "Thus we ride!") Til valhallar! (Teel val-hall-ar! - "Forward to Valhalla!") (Vocal delivery builds into an absolute growl): Break the line. Crash the gate. Move. (Guitar Solo & Massive 808 Drop) (Final Chorus) Skjaldborg! Raise up the iron shield! We are the forces that never will yield! Gakk brott! Clear the path, get out the way, The Valkyrie’s hunting her trophy today! The door is now locked, the boundary is drawn— My fire is burning. Pack your bags and be gone! (Outro) Skjaldborg. The line held. Gakk brott. We win.
