Wergild
Their honor drove them into battle
Taking the lives of the weak
K9lling for conquest and power
Life for the English was bleak
The Vikings...
Murder was handled by wergild
Death was their only holy feast
Vikings were great and fearless warriors
The bloodshed and killing would never cease
The Battle...
To die, in battle
Would send them to Valhalla
The fear, of death
Would destroy them eternally
Valhalla, was the only afterlife
Charging into battle
With no pain or life
If they died in fear
They would fall to hell
Never to fight again
Never to drink as well
The war, with the English
The dragon ship brought fear throughout the land
King Alfred, was the only hope
To free England from their bloody hand
King Alfred defeated the Vikings
He freed the English from their bloody hand
The Vikings moved on further north
To conquer a far more weaker land
Wergild...
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