What kind of a dream is it, said Odin,
in which just before daybreak,
I thought I cleared Valhalla,
for coming of slain men?
I waked the Einherjar,
bade valkyries rise up,
to strew the bench,
and scour the beakers,

wine to carry,
as for a king's coming,
here to me I expect
heroes' coming from the world,
certain great ones,
so glad is my heart.

10th century poem - author unknown.

This will be the closing cut of my concept CD .. . ALL critiques welcome !!!