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We'll dine in Valhalla tonight Abandon our Ashen bodies on the field Broken swords by our sides We'll drink from the cup of Kings tonight Carried off with songs on our shields Tonight we'll toast; 'Til dawn we fight Again, again ,once more You and I my love Until the end of time
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Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 6:53 PM UTC
Tonight we'll dine in Valhalla
They fled toward the ships, steel and smoke behind them. The tide of England was turning, and the gods were silent. But one man stayed. No name carved on his shield, no song promised him after. Only the bridge, and the oath in his chest. He faced them alone — axe heavy, breath steady, not for victory, but for honour kept clean. Blows rained like storms, and still he stood, laughing once — not at them, but at the fear that never came. When he fell, the river ran red, but his spirit walked on, unbowed, unbroken — and the gates opened. For Valhalla is not for those who win, but for those who stand when all else runs.
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Oct 29, 2025
Oct 29, 2025 at 7:38 AM UTC
The Last at the Bridge
Llolth, My Queen I came to Spain broken, still chasing smoke and speed, and then came you — small shadow, months old, a queen in waiting. I failed you first, lost in chemicals, left you in **** and mess, but you forgave, you waited, you taught. Your eyes said: “Clean this. Walk me. Be better.” And I did. Day by day, **** by **** step by step, I learned responsibility, I learned love. You were no accident, you were my turning. From ***** to man, from ruin to reason, you made me stand. And now that you run free, I still walk straighter, because once, a small dog named Llolth chose me, and made me more.
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Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 12:46 PM UTC
Ill keep my promice
Not farewell — but salute. You walked proud, you stood unbroken, even when wheels struck and bones ached. You chose your place, by the food, by the car, by the path to the bar — queen of small kingdoms, ruler of simple joys. You grazed like a cow, you dug like the ancients, seeking earth’s cool breath, seeking your den. Instinct alive, spirit fierce. When pain came, you gave no cry. When hands lifted you, you trusted. When the road called, you looked once, and with your eyes you said: Thank you. And then the song rose, Helvegen carried you, not into silence, but into feast, into firelight, into Valhalla’s hall — where warriors wait, and shadows turn to queens. Your name was secret to many, but known to you, and true to its weight: Llolth — Queen of Shadows. Feared in myth, loved in life, saluted in death. But more than myth, you were my turning — the reason I rose from ruin to man. Spain gave me you, and you gave me responsibility, steadiness, and change. I carry that forward. It does not die. It is your legacy in me. And I, who stroked you to the end, will never forget how your eyes spoke last — not pain, not fear, but mercy’s truth: Thank you.
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Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 6:32 PM UTC
In memory of my dog
Valhalla is not only where warriors reside Valhalla is also for those who commit suicide All struggles are seen all sacrifices excepted The Valkyrie watch over all battles internal and external and make sure none are rejected In the great halls songs are sung The great bells are rung Wolves and foxes and gods and elves, all are welcome there For Valhalla welcomes all and there is no ill will to bare Valhalla is calling Darkness is falling
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Oct 11, 2020
Oct 11, 2020 at 1:36 AM UTC
Valhalla Calls
From ice to fire To land from sea The deepest desire Stands carefree Before the endless Rides of night and day Two siblings happy to say They see him, sorrowful raven, mess Not a haven in his mind To appease the lost divine Yet a stirred soul lies behind This truth bound by a whine In chase still alive A little they smile No haste given No sadness forgiven Left now with the empty sky Of fully woven worlds "With our dull ****** swords We fight to try and lose high But what of a stray **** In a forest of boreal trees Funeral only awaits my plead To forever cease"
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Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 6:06 PM UTC
Opening
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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Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 11:38 AM UTC
Road to Valhalla
when i'm broken she will take me, let me feast in her sacred hall
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 1:01 PM UTC
Valkyrie
Valhalla, land of martyrs, where brave men come to rest their banners. Hear the glorious call, beckoning, for a thousand more await you in the hall of gods. May you step into the light with your sword at your side-- the blood on your hands speaks of victories untold by the lives of mortals, stories that will be sung by the blades yet to swing and warriors soon to be bred. Rise, do not weep; ascend, brother, for the gates hewn by time welcome you. Come forth in armor no more, and we shall embrace you as the king you have proven to be. Worthy in all manner, purest of heart, strongest of will, forged from those beastly fires of heaven; enter, and your reign shall never perish under the withering storm of eternity. Enter, and be remembered for yours, the legacy unforgotten.
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 8:56 PM UTC
valhalla
I have no fear, for when I die I know I will hear the Valkyries cry. As they carry me to Odin's hall up high. There i will drink my share of mead and hear my brothers sing.
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 4:16 AM UTC
Cry of the Valkyrie
I fight for the gods To make it to Valhalla Thirsting for sweet war
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
A Viking Haiku