Don't anger the gods
   You might find yourself in the grave
   The strongest of strong
   All have been put to the blade
   The great and the noble
   Princes and kings
   The power-mad rulers
   Who'd thought they'd win
  
   He drew his sword from the side
   His anger was mighty
   Mercy was nowhere in sight
   The heavens are opened
   The thunder it rings
   He's riding the lightning
   And the howling winds
  
   I am the sky, skybolter, skybolter, sky
   Skybolter
   Die by the sky, skybolter, skybolter, sky
   Skybolter
  
   When Odin is angry
   Earth will tremble and shake
   Mountains will fall
   Rivers will burn, it's too late
   I come from Valhalla
   With ice in my bones
   I'm raising my hammer
   You shall fall