Fate of the Slain

Upon a battlefield I ride Into death Valhalla's bridge is coming near As we strike And then we fall Down Into death's arms Twisted land of molten fire stings This feeling burning white in me My soul is blackened full of rage Valhalla's gates are closed to me My brothers' echoes of fear and pain Fill the void til naught remains Our hopes and dreams are all in vain The Valkyries no longer sing Mother Father How could you not foresee the tragedy That's now inside of me Absence in my thoughts just actions Time to rip the flesh of another Even if it is of my brother Descending into darkness Glory denied Descending into madness Glory denied Imprisoned in ebony stone Glory denied Eternal cold in my bones Glory denied Emerald mists unknown Glory denied Can't find my way back home Glory denied