In Norse mythology, Valhalla (from the Old Norse Valholl “hall of the slain”) is a majestic, enormous hall located in Asgard, ruled over by the god Odin. Chosen by Odin, half of those who die in combat travel to Valhalla upon death, led by Valkyries. In the great hall the worthy warriors feast, drink, party, and raise all kinds of hell. It is here in the great hall of Valhalla that our brothers prepare a place at the table for us to join them for eternity. We will ride our iron steeds all over Asgard and party the nights away with Odin and our brothers who have gone on before us to prepare a place for us all.
Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother.
And my sister and my brother
Lo, there do I see the line of my people
Back to the beginning.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them
In the halls of Valhalla
Where the brave may live forever.
Account of the Rus 10th Century
Ride In Peace Brothers
An Original 8. A founder. Our brother. So much to say about this man who impacted thousands of brothers on his life journey. He rode to every corner of the country to meet his brothers to spread the true brotherhood of the two clubs he helped found. He will always be with us. We love you Doc, ride in peace.
Each night I sit and listen for that distant rumbling roar as the dog went to the window when you rode up to our door, as you stood there in the shadows with your colors wet with rain, to once more see your smile again would surely take away this pain, but the garage now stands empty just an oil pool stains the floor no more the parties on the lawn no beer cans by the door no music laughter all is gone yet still those friends remain they ride by now but seldom call they know not what to say to once more ride behind you would be dream come true.
Brother Metric, ride in peace.
The gypsy wind, it called your name,
No time to say good bye.
You left us here alone, old friend,
To take your final ride
The world it couldn’t tame your soul,
You lived your life with pride.
Now you soar free – like a crow.
You’re on your final ride
Your memory won’t fade, old friend,
We’ll hold you deep inside.
We’d come with you if, we only could,
Upon your final ride
Brother Speeder, ride in peace.
If tears could build a stairway, And memories a lane.
I would walk right up to Heaven And bring you back again
No farewell words were spoken,No time to say “Goodbye”.
You were gone before we knew it, And only God knows why
My heart still aches with sadness,And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to love you No one can ever know
But now I know you want me To mourn for you no more;
To remember all the happy times Life still has much in store
Brother Smiley, ride in peace.
Its all about the journey
Its the part that counts
Even when he gets there
He may just turn around.
He rides like an eagle, flying
All along the stars
It's all about the journey
Safe now from any harm.
Too soon he left to travel
Beyond where we can see
But its all about the journey
Forever riding free.
Brother Chief, ride in peace.
You may be gone but are not lost
You put up a fight but there was a cost
You have found a road to ride in peace
Now we lay upon you a black and gold wreath.
You will always be a Brother For Life
For you swore by your oath, Iron Legacy For Life.
The asphalt on which we ride is not yours,
cruising golden heavenly roads is where your Harley soars.
You did us proud and lived up to the name
You were a true brother, no other the same
So at 9:12 the IL salutes your life
For no other brother could be called “9 Lives”
Brother 9Lives, ride in peace.