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