The earth turned its back on me
The sun no longer waits for me
When I wake up I'm covered in shadows and melancholy
The birds have forsaken their songs, no
The birds have forsaken their homes and left me with a cruel sharp wind
The earth turned its back on me
Love was a feeling that used to envelope me
Eventually turning into a voice whispering catch me
Evaporating in my palms whenever I could grasp it
And then finally turning into a distant memory I long for, but have since forgotten why
The earth turned its back on me
With each passing day, I start to understand why death has eluded me
Yet another man on the battlefield only to be robbed of Valhalla
Not because he lacks bravery, commitment and endurance
But because of a cruel joke
The gods have turned their back on me
In your culture they called us Vikings.
We take, we fight, we celebrate
I always hoped that when I die
I'd die in battle so that the valkyries would carry me to Valhalla
I could fight forever
Instead I fought and fought and fought
So much that in the end there was no one left
I enjoyed my time on the battlefield
But when you wish for death and it never comes... it leaves you empty
I never did get to see if Valhalla was real