Yesterdays Saints - Gates of Valhalla

Calling out to raise all the chosen
Fire burns high to mark the change
Seasons high on fire the Skye's voice the reason
Chamber moans down from Valhalla

Rise now chosen dead
Rise now we hail
Rise now chosen dead
Rise now we hail

Chosen dead clawing to rise
Fire burns, reflects your eyes
Churning cauldrons of fire lust prevail
Legions of minions prevent you to fall

Rise now chosen dead
Rise now we hail
Rise now chosen dead
Valhalla release them all

Usella Mituti Ikalu Baltuti
Raise up the dead
Here consuming the living
Raise up the dead
Here consuming the living
Usella Mituti Ikalu Baltuti

I command release of the chosen souls
High this fire burns to open the gate
This sacrifice to thee I make
I command release of the chosen souls
High this fire burns to open the gate
This sacrifice to thee I make

Release them
Release them
Release them
Release them
I command! Now!

Earth consumed now with undead souls
Living cower deep in their homes
Praying to die to regain their world
Valhalla conquers all in an apocalypse of souls

Rise now chosen dead
Rise now we hail
Rise now chosen dead
Valhalla release them all