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Staring into dying flames

Moon as my only guard

It's too late to hesitate

Only the weak suffer in this life

It's the way of the warrior

This path before me

Destined to be the king

Of battlefields

It's the eve of the bloodshed:

Women and mead!

From the skulls of my foes

Tomorrow, i'll drink

I shall honour my blade

With deeds, not with hollow words

Men will kneel when they hear my name

Before i laugh and rip out their wretched hearts

Kalevala 26:

Siell on miehet miekka vyöllä

Urohot sota-aseissa

Humalassa hullut miehet

Pahat paaljo juotuansa

There are warriors with broadswords

Heroes clad in mail of copper

Are on beer intoxica ted

By the beer are much embittered