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After the battle under the blood red sky

As the crows feast on the dead

Lamentations rise among the warriors

The great king has fallen

Now raise the mound

Over the black ship

Let the sacrifice begin

Honor thy master

With your own blood

The fallen lord shall rest in his grave

Lay him down with all his weapons

So he will find eternal peace

And sit among the mighty gods

Bond-women five

Shall follow him

And eight of my thralls

Well-born are they

Children with me

And mine they were

As you have served in life

You will follow him into death

Put a rope around your neck

And stab you with a knife

Flames lighten the northern sky

And massive pillars of smoke

Elevate the spirit to the afterlife

And guide him to Valhalla

Now rise the mound

Over the black ship

Let the sacrifice begin

Honor thy master

With your own blood