Three sons have I, and they
Ride by my side. -The fierce,
The black, and the wicked are
their names -we ride down my
enemies on their half -hearted flight.
No voice of mercy -no evangels of light.
Mighty messengers -heathens rage
Witness our coming -gods of the dead.
I ride through the air -
I laugh as I die -with powers of evil
Dark knowledge is mine.
The ride of the wicked.
The 1st sin was trust. -
Kill without warning -for blood now
I lust.
Strong winds -magic mist
To Asgard the Valkries fly
High overhead -they carry the dead
Where the blood of my enemy lies.
Three sons have I, and they
Ride by my side. -The fierce,
The black, and the wicked are
their names -we ride down my
enemies on their half -hearted flight.
No voice of mercy -no evangels of light.
Strong winds -magic mist
To Asgard the Valkries fly
High overhead -they carry the dead
Where the blood of my enemy lies.
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