...Morning arose that day long time gone,
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two ravens above him showed the way.
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He was guided by Odhinn, led by the one
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who shelters the fallen every day by day...
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...Once blood was shed of countless of men,
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in the name of the cross and christian pray...
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for hundret <hundred?> of years his heart laid in chains
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but hate was growing stronger every day by day...
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"Ruler of Asgaard, father of Thorr,
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send me your powers devine <divine?>...
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Grant me your wisdom, strengthen my soul,
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so revenge of our blood shall be mine...
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Allfather Odhinn, I entreat you with awe,
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to ride with me side by side,
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so avenged shall all be, who had died in the past,
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by the power of heathenish pride...
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Master of thunder, lighting and rain,
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soon your hammer and cross shall collide...
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Protector of midgaard's daughters and sons,
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in your name christian reign I will fight...
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When the hammer will crush, and oppressors will fall,
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my sword will be raised to thy hail !
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Then the fires shall burn in the name of the Gods
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as the sign of the heathen prevail !"
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far in the past he saw what has been
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his fathers traditions handed down,
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but he still kept in heart the will to prevail
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as his hate was growing stronger every day by day...
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Deep in his heart a shadow had grown
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which covered his mind with shades so grey,
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but still every morning encouraged his hope
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when he sat by the old oak every day by day...
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"Strong is my heart, and strong is my will,
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soon I will break our chain...
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Then the swords shall be raised
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and our flag held up high,
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the banner of the heathen domain...
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Long I've awaited the day of revenge,
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the heathenish reign to return...
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Now my swordblade is forged,
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and my soul will prepared,
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by my hands christian crosses shall burn..."
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...Evening fell that day long time gone,
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the ravens above still showed the way,
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they were guided by Odhinn, led by the one,
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who shelters the fallen every day by day...
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...Blood to be shed of countless of men,
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in the name of revenge and heathenpride...
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No more withdraw will be on heathenish ground,
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no more mercy will be when Gjallarhorn will sound...
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...When Gjallarhorn Will Sound
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Falkenbach |