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.