Heroes Brigade - King of Asgard

As my time is past

And i head for the golden hall

Shed me no tears

But remember me in my prime

Carve me runes about my fall

In stone to be read for all time

Place me in my long ship

With my sword by my side

Set it aflame

And greet my funeral pyre

As i drift away with tide

In my farewell framed in fire

Valkyries will come for me

I shall greet their sweet embrace

Late fathers await

In the heroes brigade

Many were my journeys

Plenty died by my hand

Yet there’s one more journey

One trip I’ve never made

Far from forefathers land

Far from my brothers aid

Watch the smoke of my burning flesh

Rising up to the clear blue sky

Turning red by the setting sun

As you raise your horns up high