Friday, October 4, 2024

One Last Battle

I wore the chained mail, the gird of my belt, and a great shield
My Norman helmet set me out as a Viking of ethnic ancestry
And my broad sword was perfectly made, of cold forged steel
My life wasn't devoted to killing, but one must defend the land
I refuse to do nothing, when it is my duty to protect my kindred
Blow the battle horn, announce we have come to defend home
And win or lose, live or die, I will be with family, not alone
My family is my life, should I lose them, I will be done
For without them I would bleed endlessly