..The sun arose beyond the mighty hill, the inlet, ruled by silence, laid so chill...
..The shadows grew as the sun rode high, that day for countless people came to die...
"...And high above the one-eyed God sat on his throne to gaze upon the whole lands of Midgaard, he, the Allfather, who allready knows the end of every day sent his shieldmaiden on winged horses to lead all those to Walhall who are the chosen ones to die..."
..The dragonships set sail and farewell drew near, the thunderings of Thorr's hammer were to hear...
..The elder ones by whom the runes were thrown, saw all those things through which their fate was shown...
..A gentle breeze brought the bloody scent as spears without a number were upwards tend...
..Two black ravens known as Odhinn's eyes circled high to descent from the skies...
..And Valkyrjur rode at heavens high to await the death of those who had to die...
..And to lead them well on their final way towards the hall of bronzen shields that day...