
Give me bread
And some water
I'll lay my head on the block
You can have my neck
My people have a crop
Food to eat
There's mouths to feed
The sacrifice is never lost
I'm getting chills
And my hair stands up
As I set foot on morning frost
They wash my body
And comb my hair
I care not for the cost
I pay it fair
Because
Famine and disease can rot
The plague rats come in on every ship
But to the gods my soul I give
Eternal flame forever gained
It's the path that I walk
Swing true old man
Let the blade fall swift
I hope that its sharp enough
To do it with one hit
And crimson lands
On the first of winter snow
The long night is coming
But the hearth fires steady glow
Can be found in every hovel
And so I must now go
Across the bridge
Bi-frost stretched like spider webs
Skygods help me pull my sledge
As I ascend
The horns all blow and sound
And back at home
My family lives on
beyond my own
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