When will it end? when i accept it to be.

A Norse Tale by SHane and Zach. we are but norsemen strong and Tall For we will Never Fear the fateful Fall We Drink your ale and slave your wives We cannot be stoped so RUN! day and night Hear Me brothers for in this fight you shall not fear the afterlife! if you leave us, LEave us Proud! for we shall soon see you in Valhalla! And see fights from wall to Wall! We drink ale by day, fight by night There's no other that can stand our might We're the norsemen, we'll make you die And in your own blood you'll lie We clash our mugs in rejoicment And share great tales of battle and might We're borne of gods, and so we're sent To live another die, and for another fight! And as we stoke the smoldering Pyres We burn your women with loves desires We broke your spirit, head and life Now watch me leave, as I take your wife You'll hear a whisper, you'll know our fear When you've found that Norsemen have been here! We'll speak of battle, over frothing beer And celebrate good fortune, smiling ear from ear.