On a battlefield far and wide, Where swords clash and brave hearts collide, The Valkyries take to the sky, And watch the warriors fight and die. For they have the power to choose, The ones who will never lose, Those who will cross the line, And reach Valhalla's shine. The female figures divine, With eyes that glow and hearts that shine, They scan the fray for those who dare, To face death without a single care. For only the strongest will do, To join the army that they pursue, And fight until the end of time, When they will sleep in peace sublime. The Valkyries' choice is bold, For they pick the brave and the bold, The ones who will never yield, And whose stories will be forever told. Their fate is sealed with a kiss, As they enter Odin's hall of bliss, Where they will feast and fight anew, Until the end of time, forever true. So when you hear the Valkyries' call, And see them fly and hear them bawl, Know that they choose the bravest of all, And bring them to Valhalla's hall.
