To the light of glory.
To the end of fighting.
The axes swing and swing.
May scars be our proving.
By the name of Odin.
We fight and die and feast.
All worthy souls are united.
On ragnaork we deem to be.
The drum is drumming.
The horn is blowing
The warriors are marching.
All the brave souls are ready.
Til the end of the Yggdrasill.
A new world in fire and freezing
Covered by bloods and bodies
Our final is now beginning.
2021.08.28.
