i remain an old warrior
close to the sea
close to my viking fate
cast off to the sun
i remain an old warrior
dog at my feet
sword in my cold hands
i have a smile
on my frozen lips
to last eternity
in my valhalla
my fate is sealed
i am an old warrior
and as the flames engulf me
the maidens cry salty tears
and my comrades drink to me
and my fears dissipate
and rise up to Odin
with my ashes
this old warrior
this viking prince
finding peace
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