“Call of the ancient” - ChatGPT 4o & 3.5

Verse 1: Under the northern sky, where the mountains stand tall, A warrior's journey begins with the raven's call. Blades forged in fire, hearts colder than ice, To the halls of the gods, we pay the price. Chorus: To the call of the ancient, we ride, Through the storm and the tide. Rise up, rise up, hear the horn, A Viking's oath, forever sworn. Verse 2: Battles and bloodshed, our fate intertwined, In the shadows of Yggdrasil, our spirits aligned. With shield and axe, we carve our names, In the sagas of old, forever in flames. Chorus: To the call of the ancient, we ride, Through the storm and the tide. Rise up, rise up, hear the horn, A Viking's oath, forever sworn. Bridge: Odin's whisper in the wind, guiding us home, Through the realms of the gods, no longer alone. Valhalla awaits, with feasts and might, In the golden halls, we’ll reunite. Chorus: To the call of the ancient, we ride, Through the storm and the tide. Rise up, rise up, hear the horn, A Viking's oath, forever sworn. Outro: By fire and steel, our legacy forged, In the annals of time, our tales are stored. Bow to the north, where legends are born, A Viking's spirit, forever adorned.