The fire burns low in the quiet hall Snow whispers at the door Your shield still leans against the wall But you will walk through it no more The ravens know the wind has said What my heart already knew You crossed the veil on bloodied ground And the gods have welcomed you I did not beg the skies to change Nor curse the thread they spun I stood in silence head held high As the Norns cut you from the Sun Go now love to the golden hall Where fallen heroes stand Where mead is poured and songs are sung By Odin's chosen band I will not weep you into shadow Nor chain you to my pain I will raise our son with your fire in him Until Freya calls my name Your voice still lives in our boy's laugh In the way he grips his blade In how he rises when he falls Unbroken unafraid I will teach him more than war and steel More than scars and might I'll teach him mercy truth and oath And how to guard the light I'll tell him how you faced the storm With iron in your breath How a man can love with all his soul And still not fear his death So feast tonight in Valhalla's glow Let the war-horns call you home I will keep the hearth-fire burning bright I will not walk alone Every step he takes your name will rise Carved deep in living flame I will raise our son with your fire in him Until Freya calls my name Freya, gentle keeper of love and loss Hear a widow's vow tonight When my hands grow weak When my hair turns white Guide my steps through the fading light Do not rush me But do not forget me Mother to son Ash to flame Love outlives the sword and name What you were Lives in him When my time comes I will walk unafraid Through fields of falling leaves I'll lay my grief beside the door And breathe in ancient peace And if I find you waiting there Beyond the mortal plain I will smile and take your hand When Freya calls my name The hall still stands The hearth still glows And love Love never goes