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Road to Valhalla

I fell asleep on ocean shore,

Sharp rocks as my bed,

I don't feel them anymore,

I don't feel cold I must be dead.

 

The sky split clouds of eden's door,

The stars shine as my eyes,

I lay low strecthed on the floor,

With the silence deep inside.

 

As the heavens keep on burning,

The machines of men are turning.

 

Valhalla, how I waited to arrive!

Your ravens and your anger,

Were always in my mind!

Valhalla, realm beyond the world of known,

I am among the dead, I am among my own!

 

I fell asleep on dragon's tail,

With arrows in my side,

The last of them already sailed,

Leave my lying with a smile.

 

The rain washes the salty air,

And through tears wind blows,

My fingers ran through golden hair,

Valkyrie please fly me home.

 

As the world just keeps on turning,

And the human hate is burning.

 

Valhalla, how I waited for your light!

Your splendor and salvation,

Father Odin in his right!

Valhalla, land of gods, for evermore,

I found my peace in your everlasting war!

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Written by
chrisNoir
24 / M
Published
Jul 15, 2019
Lines·Words
30·182
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Check my *** out on YT : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G71IJLtWODc

I hope I don't rest in peace, that I think would be the dullest, most boring death/afterlifeof all possible or impossible afterlives.

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#valhalla#death#norse#odin#mythology#salvation#viking#war
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