Valhalla's Call
On my shield I back tonight
No one cries about this loss
We have passed the final fight
In the field a front Hell’s doors.
I have lost my faithful sword
Breaking hearts releasing souls
We were brave when we were fought
For the gods and their goals.
We created to defend
Our faith and our men
And we kill for our land
We must fight, because we can.
But who cries when we are gone
Our shields are caring us
To sweet home, farewell, it’s done,
Odin’s glad I’m here at last.
On my shield I back tonight
No one cries about this loss
I have passed the final fight
And I hear Valhalla’s call.
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