Last night I dreamt
I was in the midst
of a Viking battlefield
with swords clanging.

I was in the midst
not knowing my purpose
with swords clanging,
cutting and devouring.

Not knowing my purpose
I moved through the fight
cutting and devouring
souls. I put out that light.

I moved through the fight
destroying those near me,
souls who once put out light
would lay now, dark and alone.

Destroying those near me
in a dream on a battlefield; yet I
would lay now, dark and alone
if not for those clanging swords.