Valhalla

In realms beyond the northern light, Where storms rage fierce and ravens flight, A hall of gold, Valhalla stands, A warriors' haven, built by Odin's hands.

Einherjar strong, with axes bright, Feast in the day, then clash in fight. Valkyries fair, on wings of white, Choose heroes fallen, bathed in fight.

Across the bridge of Bifrost's gleam, Souls of the brave, fulfilled their dream. With Braggi's tales and skalds' sweet song, They raise their horns, where right and wrong.

Have met and clashed, in battles grand, Defending kin, upon their land. For in Valhalla's halls they dwell, Forever young, where stories swell.

So raise a glass, to warriors bold, Whose names in sagas shall unfold. May Odin guide their valiant stride, In halls of glory, they reside.