I see, without fear my destiny, as the raging skies begins to fade,
pouring rain licks mu wounds,as my blood flows,from torn my flesh.
As I die, I hold my sword my only fiend and pray that Oden, will take me home.
The battle rages,but I hear only raindrops falling,like in slow motion to the ground.
Death release me,free me from my earthly pain,Oden I ask thee please take me home.
As I look,to the sky the heaven is lit,And Valkiryies in shining armour,Descend.
I rest my head,on the ground,and close my eyes,and I know that Oden´s aent for me, As I die.
Without fear I die,I hold my sword,and die without fear.
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