-- Posted by kidd rune at 7:12 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 The mountain looms pale and strong, as the warrior upon it His journey has been hard and long, it mirrors on his face Through battle hard and storms unfair, he's kept a steady pace. When others fell, and others died, beautiful faces white. His mighty sword rings on and on, attesting to his might. And when they came upon him, their faces dark and vile. Their numbers stretching vast and wide, it only brought a smile. There is only one path to honor fair, and Odin's golden gate, To ride with blond haired valkyries, in accordance with his fate. And all the gods are watching as he screams his battle cry, And he raises he sword up to them, as if to salute them in the sky. For truly he is blessed, in all ways a man can be. Belonging to a people, never brought onto their knees. Who's pure and noble blood, have shined for all the ages. Who's epic tale and awesome deeds, don't have ending pages. -- Posted by grinzbie at 7:16 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 This is really good....did you write this? -- Posted by xdark bluex at 7:18 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 I still like minstrel boy -- Posted by kidd rune at 7:23 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 Quote: from grinzbie at 7:16 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 This is really good....did you write this? No.