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Peyton (Lead) / Gav (Low Octave): VALHALLA CALLING!Through the fire and the mist! Gav (Lead) / Peyton (High Harmony): VALHALLA CALLING!By the hammer and the fist! Both: Odin, guide our blades tonight,Lead us to the eternal light!Valhalla calling!VALHALLA CALLING ME!
(A soaring, folk-metal melody intertwines with a heavy, chugging riff.)
(The music drops to a heavy, tribal percussion beat. They trade lines rapidly, building tension.) Gav: We sail for honor. Peyton: We sail for gold! Gav: For the sagas... Peyton: Yet to be told! Gav: My brother’s shadow... Peyton: Walks by my side! Both: (Screamed) WITH NOWHERE LEFT FOR THE WEAK TO HIDE!
The iron cold of winter’s bite,A shadow cast across the light.The raven’s wing, the wolf’s keen eye,Underneath a leaden sky.I feel the ancestors in my blood,A rising tide, a crimson flood.
Peyton (Lead) / Gav (Low Octave): VALHALLA CALLING!Through the fire and the mist! Gav (Lead) / Peyton (High Harmony): VALHALLA CALLING!By the hammer and the fist! Both: Odin, guide our blades tonight,Lead us to the eternal light!Valhalla calling!VALHALLA CALLING ME!
(A soaring, folk-metal melody intertwines with a heavy, chugging riff.) Peyton (Lead) / Gav (Low Octave): VALHALLA CALLING
(The music drops to a heavy, tribal percussion beat. They trade lines rapidly, building tension.) Gav: We sail for honor. Peyton: We sail for gold! Gav: For the sagas... Peyton: Yet to be told! Gav: My brother’s shadow... Peyton: Walks by my side! Both: (Screamed) WITH NOWHERE LEFT FOR THE WEAK TO HIDE! (A soaring, folk-metal melody intertwines with a heavy,
The iron cold of winter’s bite,A shadow cast across the light.The raven’s wing, the wolf’s keen eye,Underneath a leaden sky.I feel the ancestors in my blood,A rising tide, a crimson flood. Gav: For the sagas
