Tonight when the eye of the sun was low
Silhouetting me, the Storm Crow,
As I mused upon the human hordes
And plotted storms and war and gore
I settled into the nest of night
The warriors drank, the hearths were bright
The stars appeared and the speartips were shining and
I thought it was time for a little reminder.
My venom and hatred and riotous rages
Have pockmarked history down through the ages
I am bringer of fear, the wings of night
I draw upon the Hammer's might
Through any storm or sleet or mist
I can navigate to my Master's wrist
I see all I wish to see
I watch the world from Yggdrasil
I am the power of darkling skies
Of pressure, thunder and stabbing light
I have no care for mankind
And through your darkest dreams I fly
I can tear through the clouds like a stygian rocket
And rip out your brain through your eye socket
Don't fool yourself, spare the derision
You have seen me in your peripheral vision
I am the Crow of lightning and thunder
I see all.  I report back to Thunor
No, I don't give a **** about man
I can bring down darkness on your lands
And after its growling birth
I can call the lightning down to earth
I can peck out your life and sweep up your soul
So don't mess with me -
I am Thunor's Crow.

Death stretched out a skeletal hand
Here ends the life of a mortal man
My master sensed the departing ghost so
Brace yourself for the coming host!
Such paltry grasp of higher powers -
Stand aside!  This one's ours.
The ravens went out and have
Given a sign
They located the prey but
The mission is mine
I drop from the bough and
Go into free fall
Then open my wings and
Glide over it all
Mortal world washed in
Weakening sun
The hordes of men like
Tides of ****
The riders mount.  The horses champ
The sun sinks like a burning lamp
They hear no hooves, no crow, no cry
Those encircling he who died
The grievers standing by his corpse
They see no reigns, no spear, no horse
I hover briefly, see my goal
In one black flash I grab the soul
Then up, up into the coming storm
That takes us north, that takes us home
The wind rises, clouds reel
In my shadow the riders wheel
Metal crimson in setting sun
Swing your gates Valhalla! Here we come!
The night is here.  The ride was long.  
The pole star blinks once and is gone
I see the Bridge with
Its shimmering arc
The ice and fire aglow
In the dark
The riders thunder round the stables
I swoop in low over the gable
To the hammer wielder,
Mane of gold
Behold me, Thunor!
Catch this soul!