Black Swans - The Flight Of Sleipnir

Far and away, three maidens weave the tapestry of fate

Four winds in autumn blaze approaching desolation

Darker days

Witness winter’s scorn into nothingness

I am reborn

Distant fires burn and you will surely hear of my return

Take from the earth, black swans foretold my rebirth

Hammer tempers fire

Arise strange from the well