Demise Carries with it a Song

"I will enter the hall of my fathers
Greeted with ale and song
Of my death I shall not lament
As they all welcome me home
I gladly depart from this life
I shall be carried towards the skies
To sit and drink among the Aesir
To laugh in the face of death"
"We fought with our swords:
Upon the serpent I thrust my spear
I shall receive my reward"
"We fought with our swords:
From the slain came crimson tides
In blood the raven sang"
"We fought with our swords:
We conquered the highest order
A host of men now gone"
"We fought with our swords:
A trail of dead behind our blades
From the red Earth we shall rise"