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o/` Someone told me long ago,
there's a calm before the storm.
I know- it's been coming for some time.
When it's over, so they say.
It'll rain on Sunny days.
I know, Shining down like water.
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain,
Coming down on sunny days? o/`
Heimdall, stay your horn.
For my feet have yet left shore.
Wheel bound, mast tied.
Distantly, a raven cries.
Wedge the stern and bind the logs.
Setting sail against the fog.
And when I close my eyes,
I know the dreams are true.
Ragnarok is here at last,
I must find my way to you.
Heimdall, sound your horn.
Onward driven, onto war
Waves crash against the oars
Steel clad, soul torn.
Gunningagap approaches
Soaring flames encroach us.
Surely now the tales foretold
Anxiously wait to unfold
Axe on shield where sword meets pike
I slay my way into the blight
For now I must protect my life.
Next to her I swear I'll die.
Searching blindly, fading fast.
The legendary death impasse.
I must keep fighting, and carry on.
Remembering the final dawn.
Fear takes hold, making me cross.
Not for myself but for the loss.
My valkyrie I have not found.
Victory soaks in, but is then drowned.
I feel a blade sinking far beneath my chest
My heartbeat slows, demanding deeper breath..
Rage envelops me, I cannot die this way.
I have not found her yet, but I've no one to blame.
Calm washes over me, blood nourishes the ground.
No longer fighting death, but I will not lay down.
I die with spear in hand, knelt facing the sun.
I hear her soothing voice, my searching is done.
there's a calm before the storm.
I know- it's been coming for some time.
When it's over, so they say.
It'll rain on Sunny days.
I know, Shining down like water.
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain,
Coming down on sunny days? o/`
Heimdall, stay your horn.
For my feet have yet left shore.
Wheel bound, mast tied.
Distantly, a raven cries.
Wedge the stern and bind the logs.
Setting sail against the fog.
And when I close my eyes,
I know the dreams are true.
Ragnarok is here at last,
I must find my way to you.
Heimdall, sound your horn.
Onward driven, onto war
Waves crash against the oars
Steel clad, soul torn.
Gunningagap approaches
Soaring flames encroach us.
Surely now the tales foretold
Anxiously wait to unfold
Axe on shield where sword meets pike
I slay my way into the blight
For now I must protect my life.
Next to her I swear I'll die.
Searching blindly, fading fast.
The legendary death impasse.
I must keep fighting, and carry on.
Remembering the final dawn.
Fear takes hold, making me cross.
Not for myself but for the loss.
My valkyrie I have not found.
Victory soaks in, but is then drowned.
I feel a blade sinking far beneath my chest
My heartbeat slows, demanding deeper breath..
Rage envelops me, I cannot die this way.
I have not found her yet, but I've no one to blame.
Calm washes over me, blood nourishes the ground.
No longer fighting death, but I will not lay down.
I die with spear in hand, knelt facing the sun.
I hear her soothing voice, my searching is done.