歌词
Verse 1:
(Male Growls)
In the cold winds of the northern sky,
A shadow falls, a king must die.
Halfdan, the mighty, ruler of men,
Leaves his throne, never to return again.
With iron fist and heart so bold,
He forged a land, a tale untold.
But now his seat lies cold and bare,
As he ascends the stairs to where the gods prepare.
Chorus:
(Clean Vocals with Growl Harmonies)
Raise the horns to the sky,
For the king who never feared to die.
Halfdan’s reign, mighty and grand,
Now he drinks in Valhalla’s land.
A hole is left, but his spirit stays,
In the hearts of those who sing his praise.
(Male Growls)
The great halls of Valhalla call,
For the king who ruled us all.
In Odin’s hall, his name will shine,
Forevermore, through endless time.
Verse 2:
(Male Growls)
The Viking army stands in grief,
Their mighty king now rests in peace.
But in their hearts, his legend burns,
For in Valhalla, the king returns.
The people mourn, yet celebrate,
The iron fist, their fate did shape.
A ruler just, a warrior true,
Now with the gods, he’s born anew.
Bridge:
(Clean Vocals with Atmospheric Melodies)
In the halls where heroes feast,
Halfdan rises, a mighty beast.
He drinks the mead, he sings the song,
With warriors proud, where he belongs.
(Male Growls)
No more the pain, no more the fight,
The king has found eternal light.
But in our hearts, his fire will burn,
Until the day we all return.
Solo:
(Instrumental)
[A melodic, soaring guitar solo, reflecting the honor and glory of King Halfdan’s life and the sorrow of his passing]
Verse 3:
(Male Growls)
The land he ruled, now silent, still,
But echoes of his iron will.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The tales of Halfdan will never die.
The warriors raise their swords on high,
As they sing to the sky.
For though he’s gone, his spirit remains,
In every drop of blood, in every vein.
Chorus:
(Clean Vocals with Growl Harmonies)
Raise the horns to the sky,
For the king who never feared to die.
Halfdan’s reign, mighty and grand,
Now he drinks in Valhalla’s land.
A hole is left, but his spirit stays,
In the hearts of those who sing his praise.
(Male Growls)
The great halls of Valhalla call,
For the king who ruled us all.
In Odin’s hall, his name will shine,
Forevermore, through endless time.
Outro:
(Clean and Growled Harmonies)
So let the mead flow, let the fires burn,
For the king who will never return.
Halfdan’s glory will never fade,
In Valhalla’s halls, he’s unafraid.
(Fade out with a blend of melodic guitars and epic drumbeats, as the echoes of King Halfdan's legacy resonate through the lands he once ruled)
