Ragnhild from Tavern Tales by Ragnhild

Ballads of the battle field
Song we sing of blood and wine
Blade of steel and wooden shield
Mountain warriors will shine

Bring some ale and dry our thirst
Drink all night & sky will burst
Morning glory will await
For Valhalla's golden gate

Staring at the face of death
Row the boat with every breath
Laugh upon the crimson tides
Endless sea on both the sides

Serpent heads will rule the sea
They'll know where we want to be
Bow down to our mighty king
‘Be polite’ is not our thing

Blood, sweat and pain
Now here’s the rain
Across this whirlpool
There's a Kingdome to rule

It’s the word of Ragnhild
Engraved on our chest
With axe and with shield
We will own this quest

What will
Become of you when
You will
Arise to the day
When you're
The ruler of north
And these
Lands on the south

This day
You remember
For those
Who fought in your name
Ragnhild; is what you believe
For what it's worth...
Kill..........

This day
You remember
For those
Who fought in your name
Ragnhild; is what you believe
For what it's worth...
Kill..........

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