Heidrun Amon Amarth

[Verse 1]
Here's to a life of roaming around
Where there's a feast we can be found
Travelling far, over sea, over land
For glory and fame and a drink in our hand

There's no dread in our hearts, no remorse in our soul
Pillage the world for silver and gold
It's the path we have chosen, the creed of our kind
Standing together, leave no one behind

[Chorus]
Hail the dead and the goat that gives us mead
On the roof she's gnawing Lärad's leaves
Fills the vat with a drink that is so sweet
Worthy of fame
Heidrun is her name

[Verse 2]
This life it is not for everyone
The grind of travel can wear you down
Our grave may be waiting around the bend
But we'll keep fighting to whatever end

And when we are done roaming around
There is a feast where we will be found
To Valhalla! With hearts full of pride
A drink in our hand and a girl on our side