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"Drinking with the Gods (Valhalla)"

Since the day that I was born
I walked the path of warfare
Took up my father's sword
And had it guide my journey
Through feasting and fighting
And ale so inviting
Limitless, fathomless
The lust for victory pushed me on

Boisterous and battle-born
The fear of death I've never known
In the hall of mead and tales

I'm drinking with the gods (Valhalla)
Feasting at their table (Valhalla)

I asked for her hand
She reached and gave me new life
Upon my father's land
I cast my wrath aside
And gathered in the hall
We'd sit and tell the stories
Of victory and of war
Of battles and the glories

The stories told of our fame
By offspring that still bears my name
In the hall of mead and tales

I'm drinking with the gods (Valhalla)
Feasting at their table (Valhalla)

Strong to my last breath
I will be the last to fall
Indulging my urges
Nothing that can stop me now

Come drink with the old ones and feast at their table
Oh drink with the old ones and feast at their table

See this old warrior, heed him this night
He carved out his saga, his journey through life
Seeking for glory, his courage unbound
Dancing on ruins he burned to the ground

Urth spun her threads and she guided him home
He found his new life back where he had begun
His kin now surrounds him, he earned this reward;
Embracing his new life he buried his sword

And should I fall, my time finally come
Valkyries will carry me home

I'm drinking with the gods (Valhalla)
Feasting at their table (Valhalla)

Strong to my last breath
I will be the last to fall
Indulging my urges
Nothing that can stop me now

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