I sit in the road, tired and dreary

  Even street cats can no longer fear me

  For once i was a benevolent king

  And decorated halls with diamond rings

  But dancing through the day and night no longer,

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  I am filled with fright ‘bout over yonder,

  For ghosts and ghouls shall haunt my dreams

  And fills my ears with wailing screams.

  A gentle shake wakes me from sleep,

  To see a calming, pure white horse

  For a life no longer i shall keep

  As she carries me to old gods of Norse