| As my time is past
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| And i head for the golden hall
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| Shed me no tears
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| But remember me in my prime
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| Carve me runes about my fall
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| In stone to be read for all time
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| Place me in my long ship
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| With my sword by my side
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| Set it aflame
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| And greet my funeral pyre
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| As i drift away with tide
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| In my farewell framed in fire
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| Valkyries will come for me
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| I shall greet their sweet embrace
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| Late fathers await
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| In the heroes brigade
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| Many were my journeys
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| Plenty died by my hand
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| Yet there’s one more journey
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| One trip I’ve never made
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| Far from forefathers land
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| Far from my brothers aid
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| Watch the smoke of my burning flesh
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| Rising up to the clear blue sky
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| Turning red by the setting sun
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| As you raise your horns up high |