A solitary raven flies in circles
Above the fog shrouded field
Where lies a dying warrior
His blood sinks into the ground
As he honours his mighty foe
Who has vanquished him in battle
Above the fog shrouded field
Where lies a dying warrior
His blood sinks into the ground
As he honours his mighty foe
Who has vanquished him in battle
As the first rays of the sun rise
He will not die alone
As the embers of his life burn low
A horn can be heard in the distance...
From a storm battered sky
For blazing chariots ride
Hailing the dying mans spirit
As life severs its final ties
Into the realm of Asgard
They carry the celebrated to here
To the halls of battle slain
With a sword in hand he will go
To feast and to fight
Until the final day
When the brothers and sons of Odin
Into Ragnaroks final cataclysm shall march
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