My hands are trembling
My body doesn't move.
I'm stuck in my fear and i can't fight back!
I'm covered in mud and blood of my enemies and my own.
My sword is dented,
My arm broken
And i have no more will to carry my shield
Of how heavy it turned into.
I praised to the Gods to give me strength
But i failed to prove myself to them!
Odin! Make your cruelty my justice,
Your eye my vision;
And from your ravens
Give me memory and wisdom!
I shall fight for a world with a sun and a moon,
I shall fight alonside with you, Allfather!
My sword is yours,
My life is yours,
My battle is yours for all eternity!
I'm not dead yet
And i will not die here shrunken in fear!
I shall die fighting and the gates of Valhalla cross!
Wait for me, Allfather!
I shall too drink in the great mead hall
I shall fight alongside and agaisnt brave men!
Yes, i will fall...
But i will return everytime
And when the wolf flees and rises
I will be one of your spears to fight agaisnt him!