Oh lord if I were to walk the gardens of heaven
Where awaits my eternal bride
Cast in the image of goddess imagined
An angel created to be by my side
So I can gaze at your finest offspring
And let my soul swim in her eyes
An amber chisel and hair like black river
My words replaced by sighs
Beauty so pure it is looking past me
A hole burning right to very shadow
There must be tears on my cheek
I am in the peace of a mind hollow
Perched on the highest peak in heaven
My altar of truth is your angels smile
I worship the Norse queen before me
Watching the mist of eternity untwine
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