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"