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CALL OF THE RAVENS
Battle horns and gleaming swords,
Men with ragged beards.
Glory beheld in the halls of lords,
Battle born, long live
The men without fear.
I can see the moonlit vistas from the longship’s bow,
Days of glorious battles trapped in memory’s glow.
Men that died by my sword and the plunder of the dead,
Have raised my name above the storm,
The tales that are read.
Waves crash against the hull and startles me awake,
The glaring suns blinds my eyes and setting me to bake.
In the rolling tide, I see the shape beneath the waves,
Jömungandr waits for his time to strike,
Can war quench his rage?
The call of the ravens,
Odin watches with one eye.
Thought and memory,
Huginn and Muninn,
Guides us through the sea.
Battle horns and gleaming swords,
Men with ragged beards.
Glory beheld in the halls of lords,
Battle born, long live
The men without fear.
We exist under the roots of Yggdrasil, the world tree,
Warms by the hearth and frigid by winter’s breeze.
Mighty Thor, protect our path of shadowed ways,
Hel, she waits to drag us down
Into a world of grey.
We each must earn our spot in All-father’s hall,
To feast among Gods and legends before the battle call.
I will die on a pile of bodies, hewn by my blade,
Their weapons lay shattered by me,
To Ragnarök, I’m not afraid!
We gather
On the field of battle,
As foretold
By the Norns.
Valkyries,
The choosers of the slain,
Watching with
Eager eyes
As armies clash!
Battle horns and gleaming swords,
Men with ragged beards.
Glory beheld in the halls of lords,
Battle born, long live
The men without fear.
The call of the ravens,
Odin watches with one eye.
Thought and memory,
Huginn and Muninn,
Guides us through the sea.
Men with ragged beards.
Glory beheld in the halls of lords,
Battle born, long live
The men without fear.
I can see the moonlit vistas from the longship’s bow,
Days of glorious battles trapped in memory’s glow.
Men that died by my sword and the plunder of the dead,
Have raised my name above the storm,
The tales that are read.
Waves crash against the hull and startles me awake,
The glaring suns blinds my eyes and setting me to bake.
In the rolling tide, I see the shape beneath the waves,
Jömungandr waits for his time to strike,
Can war quench his rage?
The call of the ravens,
Odin watches with one eye.
Thought and memory,
Huginn and Muninn,
Guides us through the sea.
Battle horns and gleaming swords,
Men with ragged beards.
Glory beheld in the halls of lords,
Battle born, long live
The men without fear.
We exist under the roots of Yggdrasil, the world tree,
Warms by the hearth and frigid by winter’s breeze.
Mighty Thor, protect our path of shadowed ways,
Hel, she waits to drag us down
Into a world of grey.
We each must earn our spot in All-father’s hall,
To feast among Gods and legends before the battle call.
I will die on a pile of bodies, hewn by my blade,
Their weapons lay shattered by me,
To Ragnarök, I’m not afraid!
We gather
On the field of battle,
As foretold
By the Norns.
Valkyries,
The choosers of the slain,
Watching with
Eager eyes
As armies clash!
Battle horns and gleaming swords,
Men with ragged beards.
Glory beheld in the halls of lords,
Battle born, long live
The men without fear.
The call of the ravens,
Odin watches with one eye.
Thought and memory,
Huginn and Muninn,
Guides us through the sea.
Published 1st Oct 2013
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1st Oct 2013 5:33pm
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7th Oct 2013 00:59am
Great poem. But I guess you know Odin wasn't a very popular deity among the vikings? Some worshipped him and he was respected. Pagans today fear Odin. The even remove his name from their blessings.
7th Oct 2013 2:07am
i basically wrote this to pay homage to Amon Amarth. listen to their song Pursuit of Vikings and you'll see why
7th Oct 2013 9:27am
Cool! I've heard some of their songs and I'll check it out. I've listened a lot more to Manowar however that have the same influences. Swords in the wind is a song that inspired me.
