Valhalla
Leading us on, to the land of eternity
Riding the cold cold winds of valhalla
The kingdom of odin is the kingdom of gods
Where only souls of the brave may rest in peace
But someone among them had the skill of deceit
And raised the hand that would open the road to hel
When the winds of valhalla run cold
Be sure that the blood will start to flow
When the winds of valhalla run cold
Valhalla
The ring has been broken and a soul must be saved
Among the bravest of men, who rides to hel
The longships are sailing and the chariots ride
And yes the anger of thor will serve you well
When the winds of valhalla run cold
Be sure that the blood will start to flow
When the winds of valhalla run cold
Valhalla
Raise your hands
Reach and valhalla will save your soul
Raise your eyes
And odin will lead us on
They say that history repeats itself
Upon the year of the seventh century
Well nobody knows, no you never can tell
So youd better run now and hide away
When the winds of valhalla run cold
Be sure that the blood will start to flow
When the winds of valhalla run cold
Valhalla
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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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.
Break fast 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 thors trusty
Hand maidens.
Midnight lonely whisper cries,
''were 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.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Valhalla
There is a place
Where every man who falls
In battle surely will go
And in this place
Lives a god
Who is their lord
One of knowledge
Who surely knows
Eyes are burning brightly
Shining on into the night
Heads are falling
Valkyries calling
Back the men to fight
For the terrifier
Magic mystifier
Preparation for victory
Mighty oh! valhalla
Theyre coming home
To valhalla
Each day the valiant
Armies of the past
Would fight outside the hall
Then in the evening
The vanquished would rise up
With the victors
And feast one and all
Written on the runes
The many tales of men of old
Ancient kings who ruled the land
A thousand years ago
Prayed to the terrifier
Magic mystifier
For knowledge and victory
Mighty oh! valhalla
Theyre coming home to valhalla
Come the final battle
Odinn charges on his steed
Fenrirs foe is thrusting home
But it was not to be
Now the terrifier
Magic mystifier
Vanquished but he will live on
Mighty oh! in valhalla
Hes living on in valhalla
Valhalla!
song performed by by Pantera
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Valleys Of Valhalla
Take me to heaven
On this cold norwegian night
My skin is unleaven
Untouched and so unsanctified
Feel the flame that burns my pegan soul
This sacred ingression
Is a sooth-said rhapsody
This carnel connection
Ignites my flesh with fantasy
A holocaust of love is rising now
Feel the fire
You inspire
Mesmerizer
Take me to the valleys of valhalla
A holocaust of love is rising now
Feel the fire
You inspire
Mesmerizer
Take me to the valleys of valhalla
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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War and peace (in answer to Virgil and C. Day Lewis)
Impartially the hand of Odin
came down
in rage and thunder
among mere men,
blazing agony on either side of them,
on a war torn front
without retreat envisioned,
but the pressing feeding of the guns
with men as the fodder
and politicians could not bother
about the mounting casualties, the agonies
of men wounded, dying and killed
and reporting back the black ravens
Huginn and Muninn
brought terrible tidings
at the court of Valhalla,
of the pointless fury of men
on one another
and in Valhalla
memory and thought brought empathy
in the hearts of all gods,
to the extend that they had great pity
for the pointlessness and savagery of war
and before long they wished for peace,
but man would have nothing of it
until the last soldier was slaughtered.
[References: Virgil, Aeneid X, translated by C. Day Lewis. “According to Norse / Anglo-Saxon / German mythology Odin / Odhinn / Woden / Wodan / Woutan is the king of all the gods and the god of war who holds court in Valhalla, where all brave warriors go after death in battle. His two black ravens Huginn (thought) and Muninn (memory) flies daily to gather tidings of world wide events.” ]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Valhalla Drive
It all begins and
ends my friend,
Here on Valhalla Drive
You think the times
Are wearing thin
and that you
may not thrive.
You might be right
About your plight,
your inability to survive.
You struggle long
and struggle hard
just to stay alive.
Fear not my weary traveler,
At last you've found your way.
Forget the past,
You are home at last.
Here on Valhalla Drive.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Valhalla & Valkyries
Snow covers the battle scene,
seeing death amongst the evergreens.
A shield and sword in my grip,
in the snow we all stumble and slip.
Have I chosen a cold dead end road,
a grave and dew-licked grass as my abode.
Flat on my back I see a clear sky,
and a Valkyrie in my view as I lie.
Did I close my eyes, is this tale true,
did these maidens choose me and you?
Did I close my eyes, is this tale true,
does Valhalla exist for me and you?
Ice covers a river-side dream,
it breaks pulling me under the stream.
Sunlight drowns and daylight disappears,
an eclipse shrouding the mighty sphere.
Then a female voice spoke, softly saying things,
a myriad of watery swirls transform into a horse with wings.
A body appeared to which the voice did belong,
to Asgard she whispered, like a heroine in a song.
Am I asleep, is this dream as real as it appears,
am I really a hero, my vision of Valhalla so clear?
Am I asleep, is this dream as real as it appears,
as Odin steps forward I say goodbye to my fears.
We cross a rainbow bridge to the other side,
amongst the clouds where heroes of battle reside.
Stood at the doors of silver, my wonder unsurpassed,
chosen by King Odin to live a life of ever last.
In the hall of heroes, its walls lamented with shields,
I am paralysed by the splendour that it yields.
You must understand my friend that this tale is true,
for Valhalla and Valkyries exist for me and you.
poem by Dale Mullock
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The Western
THOR draws a chord invisible
Across the shaking sky:
I hear the tearing of the shell,
The bullets sing and cry,
As, charging through the flames of hell,
The batteries go by.
The gunners laugh about the task,
That man to man has given:
Like Titans, now the guns unmask,
And fire the veils of heaven.
Above the cloud what lights are gleaming?
God's batteries are those,
Or souls of soldiers, homeward streaming
To banquet with their foes?
The floods of battle ebb and flow,
The soldiers to Valhalla go!
They say that, when the day awoke,
And the dying night was wan,
Harry of England rode the smoke,
And led the English van:
And bowmen in the battle-glare
Rose from the ghostly dew:
The clothyard sang upon the air,
And the grey goose-feather flew!
Harry of England is awake,
His archers mind not trench or stake !
And men have seen the Emperor,
The Eagle of the South:
God grant the bonds be loosed by Thor
That bind that marble mouth!
The silver roads of conquest lie
Fast frozen in his brow:
Would those imperious lips were free
To give their orders now!
The floods of battle ebb and flow,
The soldiers to Valhalla go!
Beyond the thunder of the guns,
Beyond the flaming line,
Far from this sky of echoing bronze,
The English valleys shine;
The gardens, moated in the wolds,
By wind and water kissed;
And dainty girls, that England folds
In sunshine and in mist.
The floods of battle ebb and flow,
The soldiers to Valhalla go!
The fighting men go charging past,
With the battle in their eyes,
The fighting men go reeling past,
Like gods in poor disguise:
And stumbling men, whom none will see,
No wife or mother more,
Winged with the wings of Victory,
And helmeted by Thor!
Above the cloud what lights are gleaming?
God's batteries are those,
Or souls of soldiers, homeward streaming
To banquet with their foes?
poem by Herbert Asquith
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Bullet
I like that,
(laughs) I saw how you did that scott (laughs)
Like whats his name there
Drummer of 15 drums there
Whats his name?
Excuse me now Ive got a call
Ill take this call from valhalla*
Please tell my friends from outer space
You are my son youll take my place
And if the revolution comes
Ive got some good friends there
Take my place after all you are my son
You take the moon Ill take the sun
And by the way if the revolution comes
Please take my rifles and take my guns
A single bullet loaded in each one
And if you dont like my melody
Ill sing it in a major key
Ill sing it very happily
And if
Everybody is
All aboard
Lets take it back
To that minor chord
You are my son youll take my place
Be still my friends from outer space
Ill take this call from valhalla
Excuse me now I got a call
Ive got some good friends there
Revolution comes
A single bullet loaded in each one
Please take my rifles and take my guns
And by the way
If the revolution comes
Take my rifles
Take my guns
You take my place because you are my son
Excuse me now Ill take the sun
Ill take my place in valhalla
And if the revolution comes
Please take my guns
*(viking heaven)
song performed by by Frank Black
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Gates Of Valhalla
Valhalla the gods await me
Open wide thy gates embrace me.
Great hall of the battle slain
With sword in hand.
All those who stand on shore
Raise high your hands to bid a last
farewell to the Viking land.
Death's chilling wind blows through my hair
I'm now immortal
song performed by by Manowar from Into Glory Ride
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Loki's Promise
In the twilight of this life
evening enshrouds
with darkness
untold.
Swirling torrents
of wind swept
clouds are
all my eyes
behold.
The waves of time
bring journeys end
as I watch it all
unfold.
Valhalla's gift
of my last breath
will leave
my body
cold.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Swords In The Wind
I surrender my soul Odin hear my call
One day I'll sit beside your throne in Valhalla's great hall
Like so many before me I'll die with honor and pride
The right of a warrior forever to fight by your side
Send a sign raise the sail wave a last goodbye
Destiny is calling immortality be mine
Call the witch to cast the runes
song performed by by Manowar from Warriors Of The World
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Eight-hundred dollars for a Ring-
Now I've heard everything!
Cheaper to visit Valhalla
Via La Scala
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Valhalla Rising
Mads Mikkelsen, Jamie Sives, Gary Lewis, Ewan Stewart, Callum Mitchell
from Valhalla Rising (2009)
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Bryant
Like the ancient Grecian marbles,
Is his soul with beauty fraught,
And as polished and enduring
Is the sculpture of his thought.
In the Pantheon of our country,
The Valhalla of her fame,
On the record of her poets,
First of all is traced his name.
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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The Homeless
Dry and cold were the bitter winds
that crackled the ice on the panes.
Dry and cold were the old woman's hands,
red and raw from the pains.
Old were these winds that had no end.
They surfaced every winter.
Old were the hands that were this woman's
that felt as if they would splinter.
The winter winds were not welcome
for she had no place to go.
Looking for shelter from the cold,
she welcomed the sight of snow.
For the snow would blanket the box she was in
for a night or two.
She stayed inside it for many long hours
as if it were an igloo.
All through the hours she rubbed her hands.
Through a slit she looked to view,
looking for a slant of sunshine soon
but still the cold winds blew.
This is the plight of the homeless.
This is a curse on our lands.
They found her dead when the sun finally came
with stiff and frozen hands.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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When on the squares and in solitary silence
When on the squares and in solitary silence
We slowly go out of our minds,
Brutal winter will offer us
Cold and clear Rhine wine.
The frost offers us in a silver pail
The white wine of Valhalla,
And for us it recalls
A clear image of a northern man.
But northern skalds are rude,
Don't know the joy of the game,
And to northern troops are dear
Amber, feasts and flames.
They only dream of the southern air,
The magic of a foreign sky.
-- Nevertheless the stubborn friend
Still refuses to try.
poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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Winter Winds
winter winds so cold
winter winds blow old
the way it moves
fits into grooves
how smooth it blows
like a smooth robe
the way it feels against my skin
it could make me sin
how cold i am
i can not stand
winter winds
yet i say
winter winds are here to stay
The coldest of the cold?
A greedy person’s Cold ambition
Or could it be Cold windy nights
The pureness of Cold clear water
Or the alien aspect of Cold neon lights
The careless Cold shoulder
The unfeeling Cold heart
The curse of Cold nature
Cold hands held apart
Could it be Cold feet
Could it be cold fears
Could it be cold weather
Or icy cold ears
Even above cold blood…
Even above… being apart
My choice of all, above, Would be
the unfeeling…of a cold, cold heart
poem by David Whalen
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The Little Dog's Day
All in the town were still asleep,
When the sun came up with a shout and a leap.
In the lonely streets unseen by man,
A little dog danced. And the day began.
All his life he'd been good, as far as he could,
And the poor little beast had done all that he should.
But this morning he swore, by Odin and Thor
And the Canine Valhalla - he'd stand it no more !
so his prayer he got granted - to do just what he wanted,
Prevented by none, for the space of one day.
‘Jam incipiebo,[1] sedere facebo’[2]
In dog-Latin he quoth, ‘Euge! sophos! hurray!’
He fought with the he-dogs, and winked at the she-dogs,
A thing that had never been heard of before.
'For the stigma of gluttony, I care not a button!' he
Cried, and ate all he could swallow - and more.
He took sinewy lumps from the shins of old frumps,
And mangled the errand-boys - when he could get 'em.
He shammed furious rabies, and bit all the babies,[3]
And followed the cats up the trees, and then ate 'em!
They thought 'twas the devil was holding a revel,
And sent for the parson to drive him away;
For the town never knew such a hullabaloo
As that little dog raised till the end of that day.
When the blood-red sun had gone burning down,
And the lights were lit in the little town,
Outside, in the gloom of the twilight grey,
The little dog died when he'd had his day.
poem by Rupert Brooke (1907)
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Out In The Cold
The day fell down, the air got cold
I walked out in the street
Daydreamed for a mil e or two
Staring at my feet
Like a workin boy, out of luck
Fallin through the cracks
Night rolled in, I turned back home
A hard wind at my back
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Body and soul (out in the cold)
Th eres nowhere to go (out in the cold)
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Well I woke up
My brain was stunned
I could come around
I reached out to grab my keys
Tumbled to the ground
I thought of you
Starry eyed
I wondered where we stand
Did I just fall from your arms
Down into your hands
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Body and soul (out in the cold)
Theres nowhere to go (out in the cold)
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Im out
Standin in a doorway
Im out
Walkin around
Hands in my pockets
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Body and soul (out in the cold)
Theres nowhere to go (out in the cold)
Im out in the cold (o ut in the cold)
song performed by by Tom Petty
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