After the journey is over And the trails have all come to an end At the end of years, therell be no more fears Only a ship sailing off into the clear After this life is over In a hall at the end of the earth They will serve to you the finest brew A mead twice as cool as morning dew Long have I sought in search of respite, For the hall at the end of the earth I first heard the tale on the darkest of nights When my fears denied my worth. In a crashing thunderstorm, I thrashed upon the rocks. I sank into the water, then I thought that I was lost, Alone on the sea My heart was in doubt I saw the kings of warriors I heard them singing out! I sailed for a year and a day with those men The price I had paid for my life. Id all but forgotten the song I had heard In the blackest of my darkest nights. Then there came a day, The wandrer came my way He wore a cloak and an ashen beard And these words I heard him say Kindly show the way, To an old man in decay, Your life is all but over now, You and I must not delay! Do you know the way to the hidden valley? Long is the way that we must go! Over the waves and the watrey alleys, There they brew the finest mead I know! And on the third day we set out from port, The old man disappeared That night, the sun went down beyond the edge of the sea Never to rise up again. For nine long weary nights We tumbled without day Until one morn we saw the light Of the glittering Bifrost way Standing on the rocks As we could plainly see Was Heimdall, lord of the skymountain Staring down at me! The figure rose out of the mist With eyes that burned like fire He raised his blade to the sky And this is what he said You must go over the great rainbow bridge, my new friends, into the city of Asgard! There you will find the golden hall you seek, and Odin, king of the Aesir! We had come to our final destination! To the great walled city of the Gods! We raised our blades up to Odin, the king! To Asgard, and the great Valhalla! But at the end of the day, The wanderer came our way And said, Don these holy instruments And let these bastards here you play! For there will come a day When everything will die The Fenris Wolf and the World Serpent Will hear this joyous cry! Do you know the way to the hidden valley? Long is the way that we must go! Over the waves and the watrey alleys, There they brew the finest mead I know!
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