Face Me And Await Thee

we scream these themes
of love and hate
to be reborn
or sacrificed
skies are burning upon our lands
as warriors we march through to the valley to forsaken
with pride in our swords
and faith in our gods
our souls will carry on
shining out through even karma's revenge
Valhalla awaits thee
whom ever has and whom ever shall face me
the sword I have lived,
and by the sword I may never die
Blood Rains down upon these glorious plains
Terror unknown for freedom we fight
as swords cut through the blackest skies
Valhalla awaited thee for whom ever and ever shall faced me
we battle tonight with sword in hand,
we fight
for glory of what is right

fools of the fallen swords
tried to take my sand
Valhalla awaited whom ever and ever shall face me
with sword in hand
i wont leave this land
battle rages trough the true
victory determined by soul
weakness lays in your mind
glory of the sword shines only through the true
the fools of fallen swords
praying to Odin to open the gate and give out his hand

they ride through our sands
for only fate they stand
blood rains drops upon our glorious land
fools of the fallen swords never understand
the glory of the sword only shines through the true
shines so clearly when its real
the forsaken shall only meet destiny of the sword
as they cry out in vein
raising to Valhalla land
preying to Odin to open the gates and give out his hand
as they cry out in vein
as the truth lives on forever in the real
sword live forever in heart
forevermore so glorious
forevermore so proud
forevermore ill be fighting through the darkest crowd
fools of forsaken shall never understand
the glory of my sword shall and always only shine so brightly in my path
as it shines brighter then any star
im immortal so give me a fight
for whom ever faced me Valhalla awaited thee as they cried out in vein praying to Odin to open the gate and give his hand
but in vein my sword shatter there soul

by Daniel fairfield

Comments (1)

Joking not. I like this.