Heathen Chant

~ Heathen Chant ~












Blessed be the time when the gods call out
Another audacious name,
Glorious be the death that rests upon
His heart to cease the pain;
Praised be the blade that dared to take
Away a life so brave,
Deep be the sea that writhes above
And serves to him as grave;
Unstirred be the dreamless slumber
Of us in battle slain,
Soon come the day when we awake
And rise to fight again!


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Self

The lyrics are an older poem of mine, you can find it here [link]