Cold Wind To Valhalla

And ride with us young bonny lass

with the angels of the night.

Crack wind clatter flesh rein bite

on an out-size unicorn.

Rough-shod winging sky blue flight

on a cold wind to Valhalla.

And join with us please

Valkyrie maidens cry

above the cold wind to Valhalla.

Breakfast with the gods. Night angels serve

with ice-bound majesty.

Frozen flaking fish raw nerve

in a cup of silver liquid fire.

Moon jet brave beam split ceiling swerve

and light the old Valhalla.

Come join with us please

Valkyrie maidens cry

above the cold wind to Valhalla.

The heroes rest upon the sighs

of Thor's trusty hand maidens.

Midnight lonely whisper cries,

"We're getting a bit short on heroes lately.''

Sword snap fright white pale goodbyes

in the desolation of Valhalla.

And join with us please

Valkyrie maidens ride

empty-handed on the cold wind to Valhalla.