A Viking's Prayer
I'm standing on the ship looking out towards the sea, glancing at the waters that soon will carry me. Beating of distant drums coming from the battlefield, a thousand Viking warriors their weapons they won't yield. I hear Valhalla's call coming yonder from the sky, my time will soon be up I know then that I must die. I call upon mighty Thor to be always at my side, so that I may fight bravely after each oncoming tide. Let blood be on my sword let sweat fall from my brow, as I go on the battlefield to strike my foes down. And if I should be last to fall let me die a death with pride, then my children will proudly know a hero is how I died.
"(c) copyright of Aidan Lucid 2007"
I'm standing on the ship looking out towards the sea, glancing at the waters that soon will carry me. Beating of distant drums coming from the battlefield, a thousand Viking warriors their weapons they won't yield. I hear Valhalla's call coming yonder from the sky, my time will soon be up I know then that I must die. I call upon mighty Thor to be always at my side, so that I may fight bravely after each oncoming tide. Let blood be on my sword let sweat fall from my brow, as I go on the battlefield to strike my foes down. And if I should be last to fall let me die a death with pride, then my children will proudly know a hero is how I died.
"(c) copyright of Aidan Lucid 2007"