Sleep of the Sword - SIG:AR:TYR

To ride out of Hel, and into the light

To feel it’s warmth, to see the sunrise

To die again, to ride with the gods

To fight alongside, the blood chosen ones

Together, the north star will steer our ship home to his hall

Ravens guide us home

This blood we are cursed, the god’s gift of life

The cycles we live, of fire and ice

The northern path calls, to sons of the light

A journey of sorrows, of eternal strife

Together, the north star will steer our ship home to his hall

Ravens guide us home

I have crossed the path, of darkness and sorrow

The grief of my kin, sends me on my way

To face my destiny, to reveal the truth

That my soul will live, and never die

I fear not the end, left to die and to bleed

Lay a stone to my life, to speak of my deeds

My doom to return, my soul to await

The shield of my kin, the sword of our fate

Together, the north star will steer our ship home to his hall

Ravens guide us home