The Spirit of Steele

Lords of light, cold lords of darkness
Behold the power I now pass over
My son this steele, is life and death and spirit…
From my hands into your hands
The true sword of kings
I now pass on My father’s father wore it And thy father bore it Saviour of kings
Salvation rings
Wield it in strenght, in pride and honour forever…
Take my hand, we’ll leave this land
Far, far away, Asgard awaits
Gods and angels call us from the bridge of time
Homeward we ride into the sea
When life is done, my name will live on…
Forever, forever…