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Fainting blood-red the enemy lad with their own blood |
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Battling together to many hordes of brothers, side by side |
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Grasping a hand - forged iron sword and a wooden shield |
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Wearing a gold adorned helmet, was the one never loser |
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The one never before cut by a blade was be! |
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The one never bled in a fight |
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So of allfather Wotan, blessed by wargod Tyr |
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Born to die in Midgard to forever live in Valhalla |
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The day I keenly was delightning me in one battle |
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Mounting my harnessed great white war -steed |
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Eyeing the gorgeous war scenery |
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Brothers of mine were triumphing upon the foes |
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Satiating their wolfish thirst for blood |
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Risking their lives for their blood and honour |
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Their folk and soil, their past and future |
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Challenging the norns unknown writings |
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... in many battlefields I've fought and withstood |
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Differently of some, now gone, of mine |
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Their fate was sealed, their memory lives on |
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It's now arrived my time to joining to them |
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Too young I was to feel, to now its before |
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In past death could have taken me against my will |
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But not now, I know I've fulfilled more than my duty |
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Battles I fought, battles I won; for me it's enough |
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Nothing more I'm longing for, but a horn of hydrohoney |
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A place to sit among my father and brothers and a banquet |
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In the halls of Valhalla and there celebrate with them |
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The great heroic saga of our lives glories and victories |
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Devoted to our ancient blood, soil and honour |
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To gods in Asgard and people of our kind |
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And our not feared, but unexpected cavalcade |
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Our deaths as braves and loyal warriors |
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I want to see my father and mother again |
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See all my deceased relatives smiling |
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See my god, enthroned in grasslandic paradise |
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And my beautiful goddess with him |
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While I ride with the Valkyries |
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I realized the magnificence of my life |
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The supreme meaning of my fighting existence |
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The so searched life aim, by the non-heathens |
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While I ride with the Valkyries |
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Refreshing breeze blew to my face, meanwhile |
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Happiness filled my heart, peace filled my mind |
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And the conscience I'm a laureatable warrior |
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Earlier I learned to bloodstain the iron |
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I teach you now to wipe tears of lament |
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Burn me in my drakkar, don't cry but joy me departure |
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Because I'm happy while I ride with the Valkyries |
