We were warriors made and formed, In a fortress of grey stone. All are souls that I admire, with a bond forged strong by fire.
True friends for all my life, wearing proudly life's deep scars. Sharing lots of joy and grief, as we gaze upon the stars.
We received the call to arms. And as warriors trained we marched. And we journeyed in the rain. In a broken land of pain.
With a life that was well lived. We marched off to hold the line. To protect our way of life, and the ones we left behind
Now we lay upon the field, we gave everything we had. As I looked upon the sky, I knew my fate was sealed.
But in my dreams a Nordic Queen, with hair of golden light, and a skin as white as ice,
came to me within my dreams.
The Valkyrie angel fair,
made me Champion of her realm. To protect her heart and soul, in a land of frost and elm
She’s a goddess in true form
With wings of stately white
Whose eyes and lips entice
My heart to paradise
She embraced me in her arms
And she lifted me on high.
To my final resting place
At Valhalla in the sky.
You were warriors and builders, and artists, true friends. I remember you my brothers and sisters. You left us too soon. However, I will see you all in Valhalla.
