"Valhalla Awaits"

My brothers fought
My brothers died.
I mourn my loss
But I do not cry;
Meet, we shall
On the other side.
War is upon us;
I expect to die.
I'll fight bravely;
I'll fight with pride,
For Tyr and Thor
Shall be my guides
In these flames
Of endless war.
Now I must fight
And I must die
To meet my brothers
On the other side.
I swing my sword
I bang my shield
The enemy charges;
They refuse to yield.
Steel will clash and
Bones shall break.
Our men are numbered,
Our lives, at stake.
I beg the Alfather
To guide my sword;
My call is answered,
As rage takes over.
Fearsome, I've become
For I am now a Berserker.
I'm stripped of my armor;
I'm armed only with rage.
I fight, kill, and die
On this glorious day.
Bleeding profusely,
Sight leaving my eyes,
The Valkyrie descends
And guides Odin's sons
To the other side.
Anxious, I am,
For my brothers await.
And soon I shall greet them
As I approach Valhalla's gates.