Odin - the god of nocturnal storms Ranged the sky with his horse Deciding man's fate When there was a battle on earth Odin sent his valkyries To mingle with the combatants and determine Which warriors should fall And they awarded - victory and glory To those combatants - who won their favour After the bloodbath - they returned to Valhalla Announced to Odin - those who would join the troop In the splendour of his holyness - he rarely appeared But in a disguise - he travelled the world Creating warriors - so strong and glorious From ordinary men Grew up so splendid heroes Heroes in godly blaze He knew the spells - which cured the illness Magic formulas - which broke the chains Those which rendered - weapons so powerless Dead could speak, waves could rose - By his magic spells