Valhalla's Feast

My love is gone
My love has left me
Ravens circle where he lies upon the plain.
Wolves triumph and howl
With the Valkyries
Search for heroes for Valhalla’s endless feast.
The hills and vales
They hold no joy for me now
Only memories too painful to endure.
Oh my love, if this one shape I could only take
Then I would search for you
And find you once again.
Brave upon the field
Shoulder to shoulder
With your chieftain bold
You held the banner high.
Arrows thick and fierce
Obscure the sunlight
Pierced your gallant breast
Now with your lord you lie.
The hills and vales
They hold no joy for me now
Only memories too painful to endure.
Oh my love, if this one shape I could only take
Then I would search for you
And find you once again.
Now I haunt the hills
My heart is broken
I see your smiling face
In every hill and glen.
I search the clouds and sky
I strain to hear your voice
Blowing from Valhalla
Whose sacred halls you guard.
The hills and vales
They hold no joy for me now
Only memories too painful to endure.
Oh my love, if this one shape I could only take
Then I would search for you
And find you once again.