Einherjer

Ridden through the flame
The ring be his bane
The oathkeeper's brother bid
The ringkeeper slain Fire-raisers hand
The grief and the rage
The ill-fated will had won
The ill-fated wage
Fish of the wild-wood
Worm smooth crawling
With wolf-meat mingled
They minced for him
Then in the beaker
In the wine his mouth knew
They set it, still doing
More deeds of wizards
The fate has overcome
maimed and outrun
The brave breed of the noble son's
Vile unjust done