My Final Oath

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In the starless night, the axe howls,
Beneath the cold moon, I unleash the storm…

I rend you, I break you, I lay you open,
Blood darkens the snow beneath the wavering blade.
No mercy, such is the law of the woods;
Each cry, each fall resounds within me.

Foes are falling; death stands everywhere
Yet I press on, I rise again, through it all.

I strike hard, I strike fierce, I shatter skulls,
I press onward still, borne by the flame.
And when the last battle is finally done,
I’m called to Valhalla.

The war-cries thunder; the air reeks of death,
Cold as ice, I move with steady purpose.
The axe is my arm, and wrath my driving force,
And my heart beats loud through mud and sweat.

Blood upon my hands, the fallen in the snow
Yet my spirit never grows light.

I strike hard, I strike fierce, I shatter skulls,
I press onward still, borne by the flame.
And when the last battle is finally done,
I’m called to Valhalla.

This is true war, without mercy
Where steel cuts on, never weary.
Flesh is thrown, bone is broken, fury erupts
I endure to the final drop.

Blades are lowered; the dust falls quiet,
The weary warrior, my body gives way.
But beyond, the fires are waiting,
Valhalla calls me, my final oath.

The stormwinds bear me,
I rest in peace…

My fight is ended
my seat awaits…

The silence…
takes me.