I see a culture fade away I see a kin at the end of their day But I will not falter; I will not fall, as I whisper this phrase Beyond control beyond compare, to open eyes it’s everywhere The sets you free
A throne for the king, the king of all men To answer my thoughts, my dreams and my prayers We look to the sea as we Return to Asgard Nature’s embraced by the soul of my mythology The source of life is intertwined with my crimson history These words of love not words of hate Not to destroy but to create Closed eyes are denied of history