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 Thor's trusty hand-maidens.

Midnight lonely whisper cries, "We're getting a bit short on heroes

lately."

Sword snap fright white pale good-byes in the desolation of Valhalla.

And join with us please - Valkyrie maidens ride empty-handed on the Cold

Wind to Valhalla.