| The clouds hang heavy in the air — The air it smells like rain
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| I lie here waiting — Fever dreams — A shelter from the pain
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| Not long ago I was alive — A man so full of dreams
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| Now soon the dark will fall on me and death will set me free
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| I have no fear — In limbo trapped — My life so far beyond
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| My mind so blank — My heart so cold — Yes — Soon I will be gone
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| No hymns of praise — No words of grief — Alone in hell I’ll die
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| No light to guide — No help in sight — I see no valkyries fly
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| Are the valkyries above us
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| The battlefields lies cold and dead — I hear no screams or sound
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| I see them move — I see them run — To fight another round
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| Is there still hope — I don’t believe — Just sadness black within
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| A wasted life — A wasted fate — I hear no valkyries sing
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| Are there valkyries above us — Don’t see their shadows fly
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| Comrades fall — Yet all is mute — We poor will count the cost
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| Valhalla waits just for the pure — No valkyries above us
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| The songs we sang — The lords we hailed — The words we thought were true
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| All meaningless — just utter lies — They led us to our doom
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| Many die and many bleed — The clouds bleed heaven dry
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| A vision comes — The last I see before my inner eye
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| A frozen stare — A manic grin — Unburied in the frost
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| The valkyries ride and leave me here to rot — Yes — I am lost |