| Once we rode the Rainbow Bridge
Across the skies to Valhalla.
Once, when we were sisters of the shield
And we carried the slain
On a steed with storm speared mane.
We brought from the battlefield
All those Chosen as Odin's lot,
All those wild ones belonging to Thor -
Sworn thralls to Heimdall's Horn,
Those Mangods of woman born,
We brought them to Asgard's Door. |
We took them to Vigrid's Plain
To meet the Eye of Alfathur.
Beneath that all-seeing Orb of Fate
We laid their virtue's deed.
None questioned the Aesir's need
To follow the Runes of Hate
And passed that Judge of Ragnarok.
Even we who were chosen to guard
Must trade our dreams for lust
Or, weeping as exiles must,
Be cast out to Midgard. |