Crimson blood and death coating the battlefield

Warriors screaming as their swords slash through Saxon scum

Lives are lost as the battlefield

Fallen warriors, swords in hand,

"Valhalla awaits you," the Valkyries sing,

"You've done well," Odin approves.

The draw bridge is released

as the newly fallen warriors come forth,

swords in hand

Hear them as they near

showing everyone their battle cries

Feel their warmth as they become whole

reuniting with fallen family and friends.

The Warriors are home now,

Here in Valhalla.