If we have to march off into the next world, let us walk there on the bodies of our enemies.
If we have to march off into the next world, let us walk there on the bodies of our enemies.
I remembered something about this from a comparative religion class many decades ago.
"Niflheim, Old Norse Niflheimr, in Norse mythology, the cold, dark, misty world of the dead, ruled by the goddess Hel. In some accounts it was the last of nine worlds, a place into which evil men passed after reaching the region of death (Hel)."
So, viking pagan? I was in the army with a guy who put "Pictish" on his dogtags. I asked him what we should do should we need to bury him. Strip off his boots and throw him into a peat bog?
Bourbon...... Bur-bin....
"... And miles to go before I sleep".
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