They rise

They rise, armor adorned

riding winged horses

and on their way to battle

Hildr with her shield

and Gunnr tasting the battle

before it’s begun

To choose, those who live

and those who will die

and deliver them to Valhalla

They ride on winged horses

to the battlefields to judge

the honored and the valiant

For they are the Valkyrie

and in the fog of war

they will find you as they rise