Urd

Drink from Urd, and sing its song

Its mead of knowledge sweet and strong

The mists of time and port of call

The beginning and the end of all

Star borne lay with wives of men

Their daughters great with etin kin

Ancients seed the darken kind

To hang in silence nights all nine

The elder blood in fiery vein

Unleash the brood of Odin's fane

To trample southern kind asunder

And bring the light of distant thunder

Erect halls beyond the sea

To honour blood of Heimdall's three

Till the land of golden yield

To forge the steel and oaken shield

Drink and laugh o sons of high

Lay with maidens 'neath the sky

Forge the race of Northern kind

The fates of gods and men entwined

Great kingdoms rose in golden times

And mighty winds of northern skies

The winter frost of yearly time

Yield summer rain and warmth sublime

The god's gift came in flash of fire

A map of heaven to Asgard's spire

Black iron forged in Volund's name

Ancestral bond of blood and flame

And all shall point to northern star

Where lodestone guides from lands afar

Primordial home of gods and men

To never leave from mortal ken

When sudden earth and mountain split

And walls of ice from north emit

And nations fall and seas arise

A reign of fire from darkened skies

Boreal children scatter far

The high ones weep between the stars

For all they wrought, and all they forged

Fell deep within dark earthen gorge

To eternal lay in ice and snow

Held whispered runes in heathen glow

For those of kind, to find the same

The one-eye's secret throne to reign

And now lost children flee their bane

To time of old, the stone of flame

To fill the veins with ancient fire

Reshape the world on martyr's pyre