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Through the night rides my faithful man
Towards his faith, Knowing no fear
Sword in hand, feet firm in the stirrups
Breathing calm at the sight of death
He knows no other way, Stubborn in his madness
Charging on to Victory or Valhalla
Brave and true to his faith, He screams to the four winds
He can not hesitate through the path he chose
And for his return I will be waiting
To heal his wounds, to restore his hope
Sincere is his way, Loyal to our oath
His path leads to Vigrid or to me
There, through fields of blades, He spills his blood proudly
Fighting on to the end without a doubt
Fist of steel, faithful heart. Bareing his promise
Fighting on to Victory or Valhalla
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If a sword bites into his heart
I`ll give up mine and ride the wolf
Taking his soul through Bifröst
Climbing the clouds to Alfader's Hall
I will be his Valkyrie, The path to follow
In the hall of the dead we will meet again
As he died so I could smile, At his side I will stay
Burning down in his pyre. Holding his hand
