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This is a song about death, mead and a goat.
The einherjars (enhärjarna) final preparation for ragnarrök

welcome to the land of no hangovers!

If you are ruthless in battle so true
if chosen in death there is room for you to

by an army of valkyries taken away
to the hall of the fallen
a feast awaits

Mead
Another

Into the mist the she-goat will us lead
From Heidruns' teat the endless stream of mead

Drink brother drink there's no need to think

We fight until we rise again, we drink until we fall
we kill each other every day to the final battle call

we're an army of warriors, vicious and strong
in the hall of the fallen
the feast goes on

Mead
Another

Into the mist the she-goat will us lead
From Heidruns' teat the endless stream of mead

pour me an other and you'll be my brother

When you are thirsty and hungry for fights
there's no need to worry there's mead left and right

we're an army so wasted no mead is to strong
in the hall of the fallen
hear our song

Mead
Another

Into the mist the she-goat will us lead
From Heidruns' teat the endless stream of mead

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