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My days are numbered, soon |
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I have to leave |
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The Norns have stretched my living thread |
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The notion of my demise won't leave me be |
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Why cannot death just set me free? |
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I've lived a life of prosperity |
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But I'm not as young as |
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I used to be |
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Down the road waits misery |
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Why cannot death just set me free? |
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Set me free |
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Countless armies have |
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I attacked |
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Not once have |
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I backed down |
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And though |
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I've spilled a lot of blood |
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I never once received a mortal wound |
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I've raided shores in many lands |
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I cannot count the men |
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I've killed |
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So many friends died with sword in hand |
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But the warrior's death was never granted me |
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I dress myself in battle clothes |
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Alone, I make the final ride |
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My sight is blurred by whipping snow |
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I seek to end my life |
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I want to walk across the |
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Rainbow Bridge |
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And see my fathers in the |
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Golden Hall |
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They beckon me to join their feast |
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In my dreams |
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I hear their call |
