Row, when favorable winds suddenly fail,
Row, across waters previously unknown,
Row, in regions that chill to the bone.
Row, to honor those who came before,
Row, for those spoken of only in lore,
Row, for the Gods you honor and praise,
Row, for the Raven flag you proudly raise.
Row, for the glory, and the wealth of gold,
Row, for the women in bed that you hold,
Row, to sit on golden benches in Odin' s hall,
Row, until in the glory of battle you fall !
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.