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~ By
Courtesy of Others ~
Flying at sky-jewels Rise
Swans of Blood
Watching the World
Seeking Thoughts of mind’s worth
Searching Memory’s of the Folk
Daily they take wing
Contemplative is the Lord of Gallows
Courage, Truth, Honour, Fidelity
Discipline, Hospitality, Self Reliance
Industriousness, Perseverance
Beneath the Hall of Shields and Spears
The Hanged God sits upon the High Seat
Shadows of War bring News
Warriors die to sit at Long tables
The One Eyed God commands
The Choosers of the Slain go forth
On great Black Wolves do they ride
The Honorable Fallen they seek
Unseen by the Living
They Travel across the foreign desert lands
No longer do they die by the sword
But by guns and bombs
Do not worry Warrior
Your Honor is great
Over the Bridge of Fire you will travel
Returning Home, To the Halls of the Gods
Queen of the Valkyrie chooses her fallen
Across Fólkvangr do they travel
Sessrúmnir they seek
For others the Great Hall of the All-Father
Opens its many Gates
Warriors raise their Horn’s to the Newly Fallen
Bragi recites tales of Greatness
“Ready yourselves Warriors” says the Old Man
Ragnarok Comes!
© Wolf
Helser
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