The awakening of the Scandinavian Gods


Bloodshed will be made
When the old curse will be awake
If I will die without contempt
Not on every soul shall be spent

I shall battle in the morning
It will not be frightening
But I fall, leaving it frown
The mystery is not my own

With glory and honor
I die without fear
Reaching Valhalla forever

The Gods are waiting
Odin is awakening
Also Loki, Tyr, Thor and Freyja,
Now I am feasting with them
Because I was blessed by them

And then....I will wait for those that I once loved

I will not be ashamed one day
I hope they will not delay
My earthly pain,be gone astray.

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