The Death Of Beowulf

Where now is the hero Where is thy singing sword That spelled the bane of dragons And sent the Ogress to Hell? Beowulf, these lands will miss you! Never again to Denmark shall you return Beowulf, the Valkyries doth kiss you! The fire has left his eyes Then rain afterwards came To gently wash the blood away His noble features so pale to lay Beowulf, these lands will miss you! Never again to Denmark shall you return Beowulf, the Valkyries doth kiss you! In the end he overcame Victory for the brave Glory, majesty - eternal hail!