Jethro Tull - Cold wind to Valhalla

And ride with us young bonny lass --- with the angels of the night. Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size unicorn. Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a cold wind to Valhalla. And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry above the cold wind to Valhalla. Break fast with the gods. Night angels serve with ice-bound majesty. Frozen flaking fish raw nerve --- in a cup of silver liquid fire. Moon jet brave beam split ceiling swerve and light the old Valhalla. Come join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry above the cold wind to Valhalla. The heroes rest upon the sighs of Thor's trusty hand maidens. Midnight lonely whisper cries, "We're getting a bit short on heroes lately." Sword snap fright white pale goodbyes in the desolation of Valhalla. And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens ride empty-handed on the cold wind to Valhalla.