[Verse] In the heart of the village, where the fires burn bright, We gather together on this starry night. With tankards of ale and goblets of mead, We sing and we dance, fulfilling our creed. [Chorus] Raise your horns high, to the sky so clear, For Odin the Allfather, we cheer and we cheer. With tales of the gods, and music so grand, We revel in joy, in this merry land. [Verse 2] By the flickering flames, the skalds do recite, Stories of Asgard, of valor and might. Thor with his hammer, and Loki’s sly grin, The legends of old, where the tales begin. [Chorus] Raise your horns high, to the sky so clear, For Odin the Allfather, we cheer and we cheer. With tales of the gods, and music so grand, We revel in joy, in this merry land. [Bridge] Freya’s beauty, and Tyr’s noble hand, Balder’s light, shining over the land. We drink to their honor, we sing to their name, In this festival’s glory, we all share the same. [Guitar solo] [Verse 3] The night carries on, with laughter and song, In the halls of our fathers, where we all belong. With each sip of mead, and each hearty cheer, We honor the gods, who are always near. [Chorus] Raise your horns high, to the sky so clear, For Odin the Allfather, we cheer and we cheer. With tales of the gods, and music so grand, We revel in joy, in this merry land. [Outro] So let the music play, and the stories be told, In the warmth of the fire, in the night’s gentle hold. For in this celebration, we find our delight, In the company of gods, on this magical night