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'''Valhalla''' | |||
No man can die a better death | |||
Breath his final, rattling breath | Breath his final, rattling breath | ||
No man can strut more proudly tall | No man can strut more proudly tall | ||
Entering, that ''fabled hall'' | |||
Entering, that ''fabled hall.'' | |||
No man can craft a finer Art | No man can craft a finer Art | ||
Than he who gave it all, his heart. | Than he who gave it all, his heart. | ||
No lead, nor bullets, flames or pike | No lead, nor bullets, flames or pike | ||
Will ever have a chance to strike | Will ever have a chance to strike | ||
Will ever possibly erase | Will ever possibly erase | ||
The memory of that flying ace. | The memory of that flying ace. | ||
''Heinrich Ehrler'' taught us well | ''Heinrich Ehrler'' taught us well | ||
Not to fear the hordes from hell | Not to fear the hordes from hell | ||
Never to turn away our face | Never to turn away our face | ||
Never slacken the head-on pace | Never slacken the head-on pace | ||
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And if need calls, to calmly die | And if need calls, to calmly die | ||
High up in the lonely sky. | High up in the lonely sky. | ||
Those of us, in this war, below | Those of us, in this war, below | ||
Will feel the blows of our foe | Will feel the blows of our foe | ||
Well we know how much they ''hate'' | Well we know how much they ''hate'' | ||
And plot our ''genocidal'' fate | |||
And plot our ''[[genocide|genocidal]]'' fate | |||
Well we see we must not flinch | Well we see we must not flinch | ||
Nor even yield a bloody inch. | Nor even yield a bloody inch. | ||
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But one day, when we’ve run the race? | But one day, when we’ve run the race? | ||
In Valhalla, we’ll take our place. | In Valhalla, we’ll take our place. | ||
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Latest revision as of 21:47, 18 January 2023
Valhalla
No man can die a better death
Breath his final, rattling breath
No man can strut more proudly tall
Entering, that fabled hall.
No man can craft a finer Art
Than he who gave it all, his heart.
No lead, nor bullets, flames or pike
Will ever have a chance to strike
Will ever possibly erase
The memory of that flying ace.
Heinrich Ehrler taught us well
Not to fear the hordes from hell
Never to turn away our face
Never slacken the head-on pace
And if need calls, to calmly die
High up in the lonely sky.
Those of us, in this war, below
Will feel the blows of our foe
Well we know how much they hate
And plot our genocidal fate
Well we see we must not flinch
Nor even yield a bloody inch.
But one day, when we’ve run the race?
In Valhalla, we’ll take our place.
F.M.