Our fathers, has watched our trail for long
Battles, many we fought, side by side
Through foreverdark woods we did ride
Now your journey has reached the end of it's trail
For today was a fine day to die
We shall meet again in great hall in the sky
And shall be until the end of time
We shall meet again in great hall in the sky
And shall be until the end of time
Sailing, the wind was strong against your face
Fighting, great battles we did win
Offering, the winterblot, a sacrifice
Open wide, the gates, to let you in
Brother mine, in battle beaten, not slain
Hall up high awaits you, come eternal life
Stricken down, o brother, this was your day
Rest you now, we will meet again
Stricken down, my brother, this was your day
Rest you now, we will meet again
Close your eyes, lay still, no more pain
Washed away, your blood, a gentle rain
The blood she'd is blood of mine
Flames, your pyre, reaching high in the night
Sound the horn of bronze, it is time
Goddess of warriors to call
Rise and stand, my brother, whole again a man
Walk down golden aisle in hall up high
Take your seat, raise your cup, eternal life
Forever a Northern son
It is told, ancient tales
A great hall awaits a fallen brother
Brother, we did cross the raging sea Our fathers, has watched our trail for long Battles, many we fought, side by side Through foreverdark woods we did ride Now your journey has reached the end of it's trail For today was a fine day to die We shall meet again in great hall in the sky And shall be until the end of time We shall meet again in great hall in the sky And shall be until the end of time Sailing, the wind was strong against your face Fighting, great battles we did win Offering, the winterblot, a sacrifice Open wide, the gates, to let you in Brother mine, in battle beaten, not slain Hall up high awaits you, come eternal life Stricken down, o brother, this was your day Rest you now, we will meet again Stricken down, my brother, this was your day Rest you now, we will meet again Close your eyes, lay still, no more pain Washed away, your blood, a gentle rain The blood she'd is blood of mine Flames, your pyre, reaching high in the night Sound the horn of bronze, it is time Goddess of warriors to call Rise and stand, my brother, whole again a man Walk down golden aisle in hall up high Take your seat, raise your cup, eternal life Forever a Northern son It is told, ancient tales A great hall awaits a fallen brother Explain Request ×
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