What did I learn?

 What did I learn ? 

What I got...

Was given or did I earn ? 

How much I did , in vain 

How much of it will worth 

How much work

Trying to catch that dream 

Trying to make it reality

Trying to remake me 

Trying to ignore my flaws 

How many times 

Life will come just to throw me to the ground 

How many of my rhymes 

Won't ever have a voice to make them sound 

How long will I be around ? 

Solving problems 

Writing poems 

Acting like I belong

While writing my own song 

How many will tell me where to go

When I'm sure that's not my way 

No... I won't go that way

I don't care what they say 

I follow my instinct 

My world is distinct 

Not everything is white or black 

I have much more than 50 shades of grey 

The weight of the world in my back 

Precious treasures 

Each smile given to me, and the ones I gave 

Precious memories

That I will carry to my grave 

Vikings

 Hear the thunder roar 

Black omen, crows in the sky 

Riders of the sea and storm

No place they belong 

Always ready to die

Listen to the drumms of war

Threat from afar

Heads will roll. Blood for the feast

Raise your axe, raise your fist

Odin blessed us 

For the Valkeries

For  Valhalha 

For Thor, god of thunder

For the chaos, and the flames

For violence, for the plunder

Fight, till you can't fight anymore

Untill your enemy don't breath 

Or your body lays dead in the floor

Bleed

Berserker rage, red eyes

Viking, warriors from the North 

Curse from the skies

Sons of the wolf

Fenreir give us strengh

To eat our enemies hearth

For Valhalha

War is our art