Дмитрий - What valhalla

What Valhalla told me
No rules, rule the night
What Valhalla told me
Keep the small fire bright
Cold sea, warm soul
Stand strong, roll
No fear owns the water
No grief owns the sky
A strong heart learns to live
Before it learns to die
Cold hands, warm flame
Hard days, true name
Frost bites, lungs sing
No throne makes a king
Long road, slow breath
Eyes up, fear left
Shield high, oars deep
Oaths we swear to keep
I don't run from thunder
I don't bow to pain
I turn scars into armor
I turn loss into flame