Morten

The last leaf has fallen And the faithful ice Is taking leave from these lands The benison of the Gods has run its course As the time of swords is yet to come, Morten Wise Sannr These baleful words You grant me Are like a black cold rain Will the clear sky show me stars Soiled with blood and pain? I made the hammer to brave fear The shield to bear the grief The night to stand the toil And death to find the peace Gunnarr, guide me Brothers, wait for me This life is just a mild memory I'll ride towards death she’s calling me Proffer Valkyries a rightful meed, brothers Give the land back what land gave to you The mountain claims its snow The sky claims its prayer The mother claims her child And the land claims its blood Hlìn of mercy Hear this hopeless call Let my shield be strong Show my dears ones the way To meet me there one day Odin! My sorrow resounds My fury is now My pain is my might My vengeance is forever Valkyries, Take me! The forest confines my last march Sunbeams mark my final path The blood on my sword foretells my fate The fire in me is stoked by hate The crow said its say The vale has reaped its harvest And your brothers sit in front of me Awaiting Tyr the brave Walk with me in the end Make my home their grave Give glory to this day Let me pray and slay Thor the mighty Rive the traitor’s house As the lightning breaks the clouds Give me strength to find the way To reach your hall today