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  1. Valhalla

From the recording Burning Through the Fields

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Lyrics

Valhalla
by Craig Hyatt


With the windows down and the radio up
And the one on your right screaming no!
Put the pedal down and your finger up
You’ve got to give free will control

Blood red streaking
Residue
You’re final ride into the night
May god have mercy on you

Valhalla, here we go
Burning through the fields to the halls of gold

Shutters drawn, the street’s rolled up
You’ve got no place to go
Breathing so heavy and the lights are dim
You pray to God to save your soul

In the dark he lurks waiting for the chance
You’re final ride into the night
This is your last stand

Valhalla, here we go
Burning through the fields to the halls of gold

Like ashes the knife fell down
Black cake covers all

Valhalla, here we go
Burning through the fields to the halls of gold

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