Odin embraced me, when God abandon me, if i am to die, i want to go out taking as much of my enemies with me. my goblets will be filled with their blood, and my table in the hall of the slain will be felled with their cooked bodies. the Valkyries will not summon me home like Ragnar, but my corpse will crawl there, and maybe the Ravens will guide me gliding around my dying corpse, picking bits and pieces like the Eagles did to Prometheus.