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• Artiste: Hildr Valkyrie
• Titre: The Everlasting Battle
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Once, there was a war, between two men Fighting at the slain, day by day Their dead men, rising again By the virgins magic spells Battle began, for a woman Daughter and wife, respectively She has been stolen by Hedinn When king was away at the assembly Old king returned, and get enraged Gathered his host, one by one The great hunting, has began Traveled through sea, from land to land Reaching the land of Norway King herd tidings for him Traveled by sea, straight to Hoy Find his daughter and king Hedinn The daughter of the king Tried to make peace Between her father and man Offering at him a neck-ring at the Name of her man And she ordered him to leave Cause her king Hedinn Was ready, to fight Without (showing) mercy at him But, the great king Was insult by him So (the) daughter returned To her king, and said That her father didn't want peace So it began, and the armies Of two men, arrayed at the fields But Hedinn tried for peace (once again) Offered (a) fortune at the king King Ho?gni - My sword, I raise high That is made, by the dwarves Ordered to kill, every men Reach's the blade, and never fails (the sword) King Hedinn - You boast, for your sword But victory, won't be yours So I call any sword Can obey it is Lord �And the bloodshed has began Both, armies of kings, gathered at fields Fighting at the slain, all that day When night arrived, to ships returned Leaving behind all the dead As the full moon, crept to the sky Above the dark horizon Daughter and wife, walked among dead Bring back to life, all the men When, the sun awoke, and raised at sky The kings returned, at the fight Those who had fell, the day before Was at the battle, thirsty for blood All those who fell, and lay on (the) fields (Their) Weapons and shields, turned to stone That was their fate, all of the slain Were cursed to fight till Ragnarok