Godsaga

Odin, father of the sky Odin,god of those who died Beneath the burning sun All our oaths undone Will you come? Odin, on your throne up high Odin, watching far and wide Hanging nights all nine Reveal the sacred signs For our kind Odin, guardian of the slain Odin, shield us from our bane The dark grows ever long Guide our spirits strong Hear our song

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Fallen king, no one sings, till the day you die, Worthless breed, poisoned seed, of another's lie Bond of blood, now undone, as your spirit cries Raven's mead, Odin's seed, on the sacred pyre Hypnotized, by the lies, of the hollow priest Fed your kin, for their sins, to the southern beast Darken skies, unseen eyes, look towards the east spirit gone, by the dawn, as the ravens feast Midwinter sacrifice! Fallow fields, never yield, for the broken king Barren womb, empty room, where no children sing Harvest feast,wealth and peace, you will never bring Frozen earth, shallow hearth, never see the spring Northern home, One-Eye's throne, all that you defy May the sun, burn your tongue, and your selfish lies Bleeding king, fire's ring, will consume your cries Weak or strong, never long, till your body dies Midwinter sacrifice!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

At the gates, of the One-Eye's hall Among the stars of the sky To weave my wyrd in Midgard's fate To join the gods that never die Nine worlds, are burning, my soul yearns, to breathe the fire I won, the secret, and knowledge, of life eternal Twilight, of mankind, the sun fails, and ends the wolf age Fates know, the cycle, my kingdom, will live forever I know that I hung, on that windy tree Nights all nine, given to Odin, myself to myself On that tree, of which no one knows From what root it rises -- Havamal My ship has sailed from northern shores The dragon star to light my way I am reborn, to live again To forge my soul into a god Fates wheel, is turning, my father, will guide my journey I know, the secret, the knowledge, that burned with Baldur Bloodline, of ancients, the AR-fire, burns deep within me Now I, have returned, becoming, the northern king again

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

I am the one, who falls through time Caught by the threads of my fate I have fought with destiny and against it Through my past and future selves I reveal slowly the well of souls within That fight as many and stand as one The axis of being, the spear I'm pierced Sacrificed, to myself, on that one tree Ygg, the destroyer, and creator Soul forged from the black iron The doom that speaks my name Fated son of black sun's bane

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

When the end of time breathes its last breath And the world starts its cycle again The eternal return of the sun To forge the god soul of our kin Becoming eternal sun, where the old runes will speak of my name Never, shall become again, When the final horn speaks, my doom shall be on with the stars When the leaves fall and never return And the sun and moon swallowed in spite When Naglfar's loosed from its moors And Surt's fire lights up the night Becoming, eternal sun, where the old runes will speak of my name Never, shall become again, When the final horn speaks, my doom shall be on with the stars

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

To ride out of Hel, and into the light To feel its 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

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

The spear-god shared Spoil with me, My oath was to Odin, He gave me aid: Now that maker of mystic Runes only mocks me, Voids all my victories, That breaker of vows I'll make offerings to Odin, Though not in eagerness, I'll make my soul's sacrifice, Not suffer silently: Though this friend has failed me, Fellow of gods, To his credit he comforts me With compensation That wolf-killer, that warrior God, well seasoned in war Bestowed a bounty Not to be bettered: To my art he added One other gift, A heart that held Not craft only: hatred! The end is all Even now High on the headland Hel stands and waits, Life fades, I must fall And face my own end Not in misery and morning, But with a man's heart -- Egil's Saga (Translated by Herman Palsson and Paul Edwards)

One-Eye you gave life to me To betray me and take it away Nine worlds will breathe with fire When Odin calls my spirit home To join his army of the slain To ward the earth from Asgard's bane The fallen gods who came before And left the earth in darkened skies To hide the truth from northern kind And spread the deadly southern lies Many kingdoms rise and fall While norht star guides eternal night To seed the next ones, future kin To generations, northern light My father... my father will take me away One-Eye you gave song to me You carried my children away No man should see his children die My legacy to burn with me My words will last eternal suns That gift at least had come from thee The Southern ones who dwell in fire Their dead tongues speak in woes and lies Our children drown in seas of hate Godsaga's song must hear their cries My tales and words eternal songs In carved runes that will never die Etched in stone to last forever Raised again to distant skies My father... my father will take me away

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

You called to me, From a distant northern shore The horn sounds from ancestral past Far sailing, for many days Yet I am no closer, than when I set sail For what do I journey, where the seabirds mock me Many blood-gifts I have dealt, to stay on my path And the blood foams along my prow The markings of victory and woe And no ravens went hungry The clouds smear the sun And the nights grow cold As the north star, circles above me No help it gives, no ship it steers And the other stars laugh at my grief As my sea-steed breaks up beneath me And my body cast to Aegir's wrath I am pulled under, beneath icy waves And meet my end, as One-Eye laughs My life was struggle, but true I do not spite, the gifts I received The cycle of time returns again For my end, Is another beginning

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025