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To victory I am born, And not to common toil; I keep my sights on the boundless heights, To my kinsmen I am loyal. Like the Spartans at Thermopylae, That spirit is a part of me; To seek a noble destiny With an iron will undying. There are no foes I feign to meet, No challenge that I do not greet, And when life is at last complete, My final battle won -- I'll stand with Wotan eye to eye, With Freyja ride to Asgard high; Intrepid spirits never die In that gleaming, grand Valhalla. The hero's legend travels far, Like Warriors of the Einherjar; So reach, brave kinsmen, for that star That no one can deny you. Through endless time our spirits pour, As waves against a stormy shore; And life goes on for evermore, Like the fame of a great man's deeds -- Like the fame of a great man's deeds.