There were six of us once
Now only I remain
"The drinks are on me," I said
"When we reach Valhalla"
My blade brothers fell
One by one in glorious battle
Yet Death would not take me
Now, too old to fight
I drink alone
Longing for one last battle
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 12:04 AM UTC
There were six of us once
Now only I remain
"The drinks are on me," I said
"When we reach Valhalla"
My blade brothers fell
One by one in glorious battle
Yet Death would not take me
Now, too old to fight
I drink alone
Longing for one last battle
Inspired by the TV series "Vikings"
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