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