| Song | Sacrifice |
| Artist | Saga |
| Album | Choice of weapons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Midgard | |
| 作曲 : Midgard | |
| We had always known them | |
| The southern cult of the white one | |
| Who came with swords | |
| Under a banner of peace | |
| My cousin, lord of the wolves, | |
| Welcomed them into our lands | |
| In the spirit of prosperity | |
| We watched as our temples were enshackled | |
| Imprisoned behind cathedral walls | |
| Until we could bear their prattle no longer | |
| We would protect our temples, | |
| Our very way of life, | |
| With a pact: an oath of law | |
| And so we crossed the wave-road | |
| To meet with them in peace | |
| But they betrayed us | |
| And as my lord ran into battle | |
| I heard him speak his final words: | |
| “Surrounded, outnumbered, five hundred to one | |
| Tonight, I will see the gates of Valhalla!” |
| zuo ci : Midgard | |
| zuo qu : Midgard | |
| We had always known them | |
| The southern cult of the white one | |
| Who came with swords | |
| Under a banner of peace | |
| My cousin, lord of the wolves, | |
| Welcomed them into our lands | |
| In the spirit of prosperity | |
| We watched as our temples were enshackled | |
| Imprisoned behind cathedral walls | |
| Until we could bear their prattle no longer | |
| We would protect our temples, | |
| Our very way of life, | |
| With a pact: an oath of law | |
| And so we crossed the wave-road | |
| To meet with them in peace | |
| But they betrayed us | |
| And as my lord ran into battle | |
| I heard him speak his final words: | |
| " Surrounded, outnumbered, five hundred to one | |
| Tonight, I will see the gates of Valhalla! " |
| zuò cí : Midgard | |
| zuò qǔ : Midgard | |
| We had always known them | |
| The southern cult of the white one | |
| Who came with swords | |
| Under a banner of peace | |
| My cousin, lord of the wolves, | |
| Welcomed them into our lands | |
| In the spirit of prosperity | |
| We watched as our temples were enshackled | |
| Imprisoned behind cathedral walls | |
| Until we could bear their prattle no longer | |
| We would protect our temples, | |
| Our very way of life, | |
| With a pact: an oath of law | |
| And so we crossed the wave-road | |
| To meet with them in peace | |
| But they betrayed us | |
| And as my lord ran into battle | |
| I heard him speak his final words: | |
| " Surrounded, outnumbered, five hundred to one | |
| Tonight, I will see the gates of Valhalla! " |