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Einherjer warriors

In silence march

Above the clouds

Aflame with sunset:

Hues of bronze and gold

Dancing reflections

On their shields and maille

The distant thunder roar

That forebodes a storm

Is the sound they make

As they’re marching on

Throughout the aeons long

Into eternal halls

That shine with fame

And sings of their name…

Einherjer warriors

In silence march

Above the clouds

Aflame with sunset:

The tarnished gold

The stains of blood

The scars of battle

Washed with each rain –

The light in their eyes

Brings dawn to the sky

Each and every time

A warrior dies…