The Windlords (Nachtfalke)

There was a darkness over the valleys of the north two ravens high and far off above the battlefields the black-winged messengers watched the fighting man and their bloodred axes the windlords of Asgard The springing and dying the song and the weeping and the snow everlasting groan of overburdened stone so two ravens - the windlords accompany all the brave warriors from endless battle to battle with power, with flesh and steel High and mighty - the lords in the sky back to Asgard - the ravens will fly claws of Metal - shining in the night strength and honour - in every fight With a message for Odin they spread their wings again high over the northern mountains across the deep and darkest seas they took their victory back back to the golden halls of Valhall to endless fights and battles to the glorius power of flesh and steel Storm...wind...thunder...and lightning the force of the windlords