Sol arose
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that morning like a sunwheel at the sky...
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Shallow land
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two ravens high above gave me the sign...
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Walhall
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the hall of shining shields
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where once I'll be to celebrate my death...
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farewell
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my sword may lead me into ancient realms...
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"...now saddled is my horse and grinded my sword,
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the wisest of all blacksmith's forged my shield...
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Tomorrow I will ride, when morningsun <morning sun?> arose,
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to meet my fate on shadow field...
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...now the time to leave is near,
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and all preparations done,
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the twilight now heralds my farewell...
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A last donation to the ones
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who will guide me on my way
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and who will await me if I'll die..."
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Valkyrjur
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will take my hand to lead me on my way...
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Himinbj¡±rg
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so soon there Heimdallr <Heimdall?> will welcome my soul...
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Walhall
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the hall of shining shields
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where once I'll be to celebrate my death...
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Walhall
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Falkenbach |