Woden comes, lighting through clouds, won’t be long now.
Time to pay your sums, ragnarok has begun.
I seen it in the night through fates eye, steel on bone
Valkyries on shadow wind, mounts a blaze light the sky
Deadly sharp, war-painted and marked
Shields and ravens, hammers and horror
Raising prayers on the winds of dust and bone.
Come to carry you home, not before this battle is done.
Fetid axe with poison deep, here to steal souls not while they Sleep.
ready to reap what we have sown on this field of blood and bone
Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 10:53 AM UTC
Woden comes, lighting through clouds, won’t be long now.
Time to pay your sums, ragnarok has begun.
I seen it in the night through fates eye, steel on bone
Valkyries on shadow wind, mounts a blaze light the sky
Deadly sharp, war-painted and marked
Shields and ravens, hammers and horror
Raising prayers on the winds of dust and bone.
Come to carry you home, not before this battle is done.
Fetid axe with poison deep, here to steal souls not while they Sleep.
ready to reap what we have sown on this field of blood and bone
If you read my writing and notice I go from dark to light its because I do not want to be trapped in any one emotion. Yesterday's wars are today's words.
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