Testi Demise Carries with It a Song - The Flight Of Sleipnir

Demise Carries with It a Song

«I will enter the hall of my fathers
Greeted with ale and song
Of my death I shall not lament
As they all welcome me home
I gladly depart from this life
I shall be carried towards the skies
To sit and drink among the Aesir
To laugh in the face of death»
«We fought with our swords:
Upon the serpent I thrust my spear
I shall receive my reward»
«We fought with our swords:
From the slain came crimson tides
In blood the raven sang»
«We fought with our swords:
We conquered the highest order
A host of men now gone»
«We fought with our swords:
A trail of dead behind our blades
From the red Earth we shall rise»