Ablaze My Sorrow

Bom to die, our fate has been sealed
The webs of life spun since day one
Odin father of death, our paths will cross
In the halls of Valhalla well feast, warriors from north
These seas whipped by the fury of Jormundgand
These mountains born from the teeth of Ymer
Beautiful and majestic, forever in my heart
The setting sun burns my eyes
Will this be my last or will I again see it rise?
Ancestral pride burns in me
I am the king of the northern sea
A battle is raging soon to be won
I raise my sword to Bur and Bestlas son
Can't remember how many I have slain