Ravenstrikex - One More Shield

You don't have to trust me.
You don't have to forget.
When the shield wall is breaking, we don't settle our debts.
Put your shoulder beside mine.
Let the war drums collide.
If there's nowhere left to run, then we turn and fight.
Hot north wind cuts hard, riven circle low, ax weight in my hand.
Boots buried in snow.
I know why you hate me.
I remember it too.