Nothing changed — the end date never moved (versie 2)

Intro

Baldr! Baldr!

Every dream confirmed it...

Hu-ha!

The whole world swore — one thing permitted —

Loki found the loophole — Höðr transmitted —

Baldr! The brightest god walked into the dark admitted...

Verse 1

My dreams came first — three nights running the same road,

Death at the end — mistletoe — the payload.

Frigg rose before dawn and began to unload —

Every stone, every plant, every creature's full code.

Fire swore it, water swore it, every iron and stone —

Every sickness, every serpent — all the oak and the bone.

I stood in the ring while they tested what she'd sewn —

Every spear they threw at me fell harmless and alone.

The gods laughed — made a game of killing someone who was sworn to be saved —

Nobody believed it — that's how the prophecy got waved.

Hook

Watch how I walk into every trap like Baldr did,

Loki in my chest, Höðr on the trigger behind me.

Every door they open, I just step and let them land —

I was born to die standing — nothing less will do.

No shield of Yggdrasil can save a man who chose this road.

The blood and thunder roll as low as it's supposed.

Nothing changed — the end date never moved.

Verse 2

Forty years before that, my dad did the same thing,

Every god alive said he was safe from every sting.

He laughed at Loki too — no one saw the string.

The spear in his chest killed everything that could be king.

Now it's my turn to walk into every storm they send —

Same door, same trigger, same price to pay again.

No shield of Yggdrasil can save a man who chose this road.

I built my own temple out of steel and blood and ash instead.

Every spear that breaks still carries the power I've earned so far —

That's what makes the myth — not living but dying where they are.

So keep your mistletoe — keep your prophecy on repeat —

The only thing that was always true is how we bleed.

Hook

Watch how I walk into every trap like Baldr did,

Loki in my chest, Höðr on the trigger behind me.

Every door they open, I just step and let them land —

I was born to die standing — nothing less will do.

No shield of Yggdrasil can save a man who chose this road.

The blood and thunder roll as low as it's supposed.

Nothing changed — the end date never moved.

Verse 3

Höðr still carries the arrow, my brother still carries the pain —

I walked out anyway — we both knew how this would end in vain.

Loki walks free while we wear every scar that was gained —

No one writes his name into the bloodlines they proclaim.

Frigg kept crying every time — cried harder than any sea —

Kept building temples taller just to keep me safe from you and me.

The spear went deep but the prophecy lived on, anyway —

It said a hero dies with honor when he's the only one who sways

Against the tide of fate — so I built my own throne in ash —

Not gold or glory — something that will burn long after this dash.

I'm not running from it now because death is all I've known since birth —

Nothing scares me if the end was written — nothing to be born for.