Nordic Ghost

The ghosts of fallen heros Oftern visit me in my dreams Telling me whats approaching Telling me of there deeds They encourage me to fight on Making sure that i win Their spectral presence surronding me As i fight every battle on a whim I dont know what they want of me I dont know why they care But each battle they protect me You can see their mist in the air These ghosts are Viking warriors They protect me proud and true For one day i will join them In the great hall my mead cup will be filled