Blood of the North - SIG:AR:TYR

At the gates, of the One-Eye's hall

Among the stars of the sky

To weave my wyrd in Midgard’s fate

To join the gods that never die

Nine worlds, are burning, my soul yearns, to breathe the fire

I won, the secret, and knowledge, of life eternal

Twilight, of mankind, the sun fails, and ends the wolf age

Fates know, the cycle, my kingdom, will live forever

I know that I hung, on that windy tree

Nights all nine, given to Odin, myself to myself

On that tree, of which no one knows

From what root it rises — Havamal

My ship has sailed from northern shores

The dragon star to light my way

I am reborn, to live again

To forge my soul into a god

Fates wheel, is turning, my father, will guide my journey

I know, the secret, the knowledge, that burned with Baldur

Bloodline, of ancients, the AR-fire, burns deep within me

Now I, have returned, becoming, the Northern King again