Valhalla is for the Brave, Hel is for the Evil and Cowardly-
Hel is filled to overflowing with of the soul slovenly-
The baby rapist, the liar, the Usury thief will not of Valhallas mede partake-
Of the glory of Valhalla’s fellowship by their evil they did forsake-
In the darkness of the self damned, the coward gnashes his teeth in shame-
Knowing he has no one but his own evil seeking soul self to blame-
In the prison of underworld shadows, imps of Hel and pain-
Hearing the Popes of the ages choir, singing their pedophilic reframe-
Oh they could have had Valhalla where the women are comely and the mede sweet-
But their evil and lust sentenced them to bowing in darkness at Hel’s feet-
Oh the pain, the shame their ancestors feel makes them drop their head-
Their prodigy caught butt assed necked in the great whore dressed all in Purple’s bed-
For the lack of a set of Balls, their heritage was lost, they became slaves without a history-
Their before slavery world a complete dark impenetrable mystery-
Oh the great hopes for America are dashed on the rocks of women like males-
Who sentenced their prodigy to Hel when they cowardly tucked their tails-
Running from the beast hoping it will stop to eat their own young-
A failure as a people, a sorrow of creation, a shame on the memories of real men hung-
With weapons of war or peace, depending on the needs of the time-
Their prodigy sheep for the slaughter, just sexual party favors, cannon fodder for a continuing war crime-
The Ole Dog
