Cold Wind To Valhalla

And ride with us young bonny la*s - with the angels of the night. Crack wind clatter - flesh rein bite on an out-size unicorn. Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a Cold Wind to Valhalla. And join with us please - Valkyrie maidens cry above the Cold Wind to Valhalla. Break fast with the Gods. Night angels serve with ice-bound majesty. Frozen flaking fish raw nerve - in a cup of silver liquid fire. Moon jet brave beam split ceiling swerve and light the old Valhalla. Come join with us please - Valkyrie maidens cry above the Cold Wind to Valhalla. The heroes rest upon the sighs of Thor's trusty hand-maidens. Midnight lonely whisper cries, "We're getting a bit short on heroes lately." Sword snap fright white pale good-byes in the desolation of Valhalla. And join with us please - Valkyrie maidens ride empty-handed on the Cold Wind to Valhalla.