Valhalla - Rohirrim | Текст Иностранной Песни
Rohirrim [M/L:Ivan. V] Fly and take the light of the sunrise over the top of the hills. Ride till the twilight come to us Never rest, never retreat and
Valhalla - Ride Of Norsemen | Текст Иностранной Песни
Ride Of Norsemen [M/L: Jevo] We sailed the North Sea up and down Spreading norman piracy Searching for conquest and for loot Reached the Mediterranean
Valhalla - Towards The Unlight... On Black Wings Of Death | Текст Иностранной Песни
Towards The Unlight... On Black Wings Of Death With A Distant Sparks Fulfilled The Dome Of Nightsky... The Nocturnal Haze Enlightened By Moonlightwaves... Into The
Valhalla - ...Fireshine Of Lightnings | Текст Иностранной Песни
...Fireshine Of Lightnings Darkness Fulfilled With Demise Hearts Are Mortified By The Gloom Cold That Burns The Life Turns Eyes Into Ice Night Is Pierced
Valhalla - Hymn Of Victory | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hymn Of Victory [M/L: Jevo] From the guts of Metal we were born Steel and Fire in our hearts Proud we stand against the wind and storm No one can stop our
Valhalla - The Wolfish Nocturne | Текст Иностранной Песни
The Wolfish Nocturne ...And Again - Into Cold Twilight Of Dense Ural Woods Under Marbled Cloudy Sky I Go Away... Away... Lost In The Forest Marshes I See No
Valhalla - Bigwigs | Текст Иностранной Песни
Bigwigs [M/L: Jevo] We are members of a private brotherhood. We control the guild of rock n'roll Radiostations, mags and record companies Managers and
Valhalla - Shadow Of The King (Part I) | Текст Иностранной Песни
Shadow Of The King (Part I) [M/L: Mikel] Battle has called me I am waiting With no fear left in my heart Dead flesh's smell is what I`m feeling In a
Valhalla - Song Of Death | Текст Иностранной Песни
Song Of Death Cold... Cold... Beastial Frost... Hunger... Death... Everyone Is Dead Of A Plague... Night... Gloom... The Moon High Above... In Darkness There're
Valhalla - Flowers Of The Evil | Текст Иностранной Песни
Flowers Of The Evil Through The Steadfastness Of Centuries Growing Up Are The Dead Stalks Dimly Glaring In The Moonshine Are Cold Roses Putrid Stench Of