My lightning conceived was I The stars above became my eyes Overgelmer flows in my veins My hair the mist across the never ending nameless lake
By womb of soil, the moist of dew Born when sun was high, the day was new And the raven soared high up in clear sky The lamb will speak to you, when your heart is pure And you were made by
Mother Earth, Father Thunder
This heart winged, I am eagles son Through storm and syite, untouched, it is pounding on This sword, forged in fire and ice The runes that trail its blade can be seen but by my two eyes
As if written in the snow, the lies, shall melt away By the wheel of sun to cross the sky this day Shadows may lay heavy upon the earth But the truth, cut deep in stone, will last Till the heavens comes tumbling down upon this world