They met on a hill one late autumn eve   Oh, noble and graceful both stood   With eyes so intense, their passion so fierce   The wildest flame burning inside   He was the son of a powerful Viking Jarl   She was a child blessed by Freya in all her ways   Silently they watched the endless sea   And time came to say farewell      "The ships are leaving tomorrow morning   Far away to foreign lands   The battlefields call, my fathers to follow   Proving that I am a man   With honour in my breast I will win my battles   My love to you will give me my strength to live   And when I return all souls will know   That you are my true wife to be"      Joy in her heart, she summoned the Norns   To see what their marriage will bring   But the Norns only shook sadly their heads   Their future, oh they had seen...   ‘sometimes my child, fate cannot be kind'   These words; she tumbled down screaming and weeping   She called upon elves, begged Freya and Odin   "No, don't take my dear from me"      But Orlog had spoken their destiny   Oh no use all the spell craft she tried   One dawn in her dream she saw him falling   The blade of a sword in his side   He fell to his knees, his dying eyes searching her   Breathing his last breath as he cried out her name loud   That dreadful morning she awoke   And she knew that he had died      The day came when the ship returned   The body of her loved one bore   She sat down beside him, a last pained look   At his young body once more   Than she pierced her heart with her dagger of iron   Her dying body onto his chest fell   They are now united in Esgard high   For all eternity