Verdandi

"Now that I have shown the past,

we must sail for what comes to pass,

Your blood kin break the circles fate,

to turn the tides with might and hate!"

She sees smoke rise upon the hill

Clouding all with ash and hate

Robes of black, strike the brand

Consuming all, the mind and flesh

Strength lies not with foreign spawn

The blood's venom the heart of winter

The ice and fire of primordial ken

Last eternal ages, beyond dying suns

She scribes the runes in ancient stone

For they burn not, and glow in fire

Bind runes she reddens, cruel ones

To fetter the martyr's sheep

Now she is found by the robed man

The dress is torn, and she is held down

To receive his foul seed, but now he

lies fallen, her thorn deep in his neck