Echoes of Valhalla
The Unyielding Spirit of Vikings
In the symphony of life, a melody resounds,
A testament to strength, where hope knows no bounds.
The Vikings sailed the seas, seeking new lands, The quest for glory knew no end.
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They were the warriors, Scandinavians, Fearless and strong, they conquered all they saw.
They were the Vikings, they fought for their freedom, they were the end of the world,
The fire that burned to blaze all along
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They were the vengeance of the gods, And they would not rest
Fierce Beast on the Race They were the vengeance of the gods,
They would not rest until their enemies were destroyed. They were the Vikings,
and their legacy will live on forever.
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This was so powerful! Awesome poem!