Ballad Of The Swords
(Frode Glesnes)
Across the moor
We norsemen rode
& skalds to us song
That days of glory
Soon should be
When swords blood-red were swung
"One eyed father
Give us strength
My brave kinsmen & I
In Valhalla I
Your mighty men will meet
If I in this battle die
From the sky
your ravens watching me
Both of them I see
Thank you Father
For letting me know
You watch over me"
At the moor
The ravens spoke to me
While skalds did their song
A bitter loss
Was soon to come
For those I were among
Across the moor
We norsemen rode
& skalds to us sung
That days of glory
Soon should be
When swords blood-red were swung
I say to you - I ask you to
For once be your own lord
Come with me
Be a part of my
Ballad of the swords
A sudden clash
Where swords were drawn
Was the beginning of my end
With a norsemans pride
& courage I fought
I would to Hel them send
Instead I felt
Cold chilling steel
Stab me from behind
A cravens deed
Indeed it was
Peace he should not find
Faded I did
Strange beauty I met
The dream for me came true
Brought up I were
Bifrost I saw
My mortal life were through
Your mortal life
With children & wife
Wouldn't have no value
If you knew as I
About life up here
You would die to be here forever...
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