My lightning conceived was I

The stars above became my eyes

Overgelmer flows in my veins

My hair the mist across the never ending nameless lake



By womb of soil, the moist of dew

Born when sun was high, the day was new

And the raven soared high up in clear sky

The lamb will speak to you, when your heart is pure

And you were made by



Mother Earth, Father Thunder



This heart winged, I am eagles son

Through storm and syite, untouched, it is pounding on

This sword, forged in fire and ice

The runes that trail its blade can be seen but by my two eyes



As if written in the snow, the lies, shall melt away

By the wheel of sun to cross the sky this day

Shadows may lay heavy upon the earth

But the truth, cut deep in stone, will last



Mother Earth, Father Thunder