MAY DEATH HAVE ME ON THE BATTLEFIELD (Angelini)

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An old man is standing on the shore
White hair on his shoulders
A sharp sword in his hands
Pounding waves remind him hooves of war
The blood he spilled in battle
The knees he never bent

He knows his time is coming, so he calls his highest saviour :
"One eyed God of revenge, lend thy ear to hear my prayers !
Yggdrasil is far from being eroded
Ragnarok is far from breaking my will
Odin I'm calling thee
May death have me on the battlefield !"

A young man is waiting for his first sword
Pounding waves foretelling
Of the knees he'll never bend

To appease a life of honour, he calls his highest saviour :
"One Eyed God of revenge lend thy ears to hear my prayers !
Yggdrasil is far from being eroded
Ragnarok is far from breaking my will
Odin I'm calling thee
May death have me on the battlefield !"