Valkyries

Valkyries
[MAGNUS:]
I taste the wrath of your might
[THORSEN:]
I humble before thee dear father above
[MAGNUS:]
So bring down your hammer this night
[THORSEN:]
Your thunder and lightning shall rain from the sky
Will I forgive you brother
Will you fight by my side
Blood reigns in Valhalla
To the battlefield we ride
Blood! Fire!
And the dead will ride the wings
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