Black fire has possessed thee With so much pride and glory <br />Its my time now <br />Blood may have stained these glorious plains <br />But upon Valhalla's gate we shall rise <br />Our swords waving in the air showing our pride <br />Through the winds of darken skies <br />we shout out our god <br />the god of warriors <br />So wise and so poetic <br />you hear our swords cry out <br />So my time has come to a end <br />Still I stand so high on top of the universe <br />So glorious <br />my soul; Oh so filled with splendor <br />Honor delights me <br />So glorious <br />To be with fallen brothers of the sword <br />Words can’t describe to destiny <br />to stand before thee master <br />for i know such expire <br />but forevermore my soul lives on <br />the sword has freed me <br />but ive not died in vein <br />But in honor instead <br />Through the sword I have lived <br />And trough the sword I have died <br />as i raise up to Valhalla's gate <br />i raise up th thee master <br />as he cast judgment on my soul <br />blissfulness shines clearly <br />a warrior indeed <br />proud and glorious to live by the sword <br />as thee open the gated <br />i walk through with honor <br />i proudly walk thought Valhalla's gate <br />enlighten to for fill my destiny <br />by the sword i have lived <br />and by the sword i have demised <br />but my soul shall revise <br />now so glorious to finally be home <br />trough Valhalla i lay immortal <br />true home i lay forever and evermore<br /><br />Daniel fairfield<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/glory-of-my-home/
