MatthiasSteel

I seek no retreat from life

Eagerly do i meet each veil

Secure in the blood of my kind

Tempered by the will of my gods

Glorious civilizations of an eternal aeon

Course through the now of my being

Of this radiant treasure divine

No man, race, or nation Shall ever distance me

Though into ruins

Earthly splendor may fall

What care i?

Should i stand alone?

For in that dazzling light of wotans eye

Ancestors bear witness to my deeds in time

And fill my cup in valhalla.