| The seadogs have all sailed their ships
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| Into the docks of dawn
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| While the sirens sit and comb their hair
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| And twiddle with their thumbs
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| Oh Thor above the mountain
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| Look down upon your children
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| This is their heaven where they’re told
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| To bring their galleons
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| Seek you find your place with me
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| Men of iron, men of steel
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| Only the brave hear the hammers ring
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| In the courts of the Queens, in the halls of the Kings
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| You can come to Val-hala in your own time
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| Come to Val-hala seek and you will find Val-hala
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| Come to Val-hala in your own time
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| Come to Val-hala seek and you will find Val-hala
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| There’s long boats in the harbor
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| Which arrive there every hour
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| With the souls of the heroes
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| Whose blood lies on the flowers
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| And this heaven is the home
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| Of every man who loves his sword
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| And he uses it for freedom
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| To preach the word of Thor
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| Seek you find your place with me
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| Men of iron, men of steel
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| Only the brave hear the hammers ring
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| In the courts of the Queens, in the halls of the Kings
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| You can come to Val-hala in your own time
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| Come to Val-hala seek and you will find Val-hala
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| Come to Val-hala in your own time
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| Come to Val-hala seek and you will find Val-hala
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| Val-hala
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| Val-hala
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| Val-hala |