Thyrien My Victory, My Defeat lyrics

Hear the galloping eight hooves riding from above.
Bringing new heroes behind the gates of Valhalla.
There is no time to rest. It's time to start the Fest.
Golden mead will fill up their horns.

This ancient and divine drink shall heal all of their wounds.
It will add nice effect to their moods.
So come now and fill up your horns.
Come and join us to salute the allmighty Thor.

HEY HEY HEY HEY!

It has been long ride to this joy.
After many litres of mead poured down my throat.
Now I'm starting to feel so weak.

Before I realise the power of mead made me fall to my knees.

Next morning I woke up and realise I'm puking on the floor.
I feel more dizzier than I've ever felt before.
Why I had to drink so much last night.
Was it worth it I am not sure but now I'm ready to die.

This wretched drink made beg on my knees.
If someone hears my plea please come to save me.
After a while I really see.
There is no one to save me.