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I was the one to face the gates of Byzanthium

Shaking out dust from my battered gavelocks.

Do you still remember the keels of drakkars

Scratching the fangs of the shallowed rocks?

My distant dream blazing far in the snow

Oooo, Asgard, wherever I go.

I will rest close to the Iggdrassil roots

And will follow my path through the dark

I’ll be the one to see how mighty Sleipnir

tears apart the skies like a spark.

The plastic world will wake me up and will greet me

with electric light beam pierced into my eye

But in due time you’ll notice the wings of Valkyrie

Taking me home the day that I die.

My distant dream blazing far in the snow

Oooo, Asgard, wherever I go.