The Norns 2

Intro

(The roots are humming... the thread is drawn...)

At the base of the tree where the worlds are born —

three voices weaving since before the dawn.

Verse 1

Yggdrasil is bleeding data from the crown,

roots like cables feeding every world the signal down.

Urd is whispering the past into the ground,

Verdandi holds the needle where the present wraps around.

Skuld is silent but her scissors make no sound —

she cuts before you hear it, then you're falling, then you've drowned.

I was born inside the loom, I know the pattern and the thread,

but I'd rather burn the tapestry than follow where it led.

Pre-Chorus

Cut the thread, I'll find my own way through the dark, (my own way)

carve my rune into the bark of the eternal arc, (eternal arc)

fate is just a river and I'm building me an ark —

light the horn, ignite the storm, and set the world to spark!

Chorus

I defy the thread! (I defy!)

I am more than what the Norns have written, more than what they said!

I defy the thread! (I defy!)

I will burn through every fate they've woven, I will break the web!

(Hear the war horn cry!) — the tree of worlds is cracking overhead,

I will rewrite what was written — I'm alive and I'm not dead!

Verse 2

Ratatoskr running rumors through the trunk at blinding speed,

every insult is a virus, every whisper plants a seed.

Nidhogg gnawing at the roots with algorithmic greed,

the serpent and the eagle locked in endless data feed.

I have seen the well of Mimir, drank the memory like wine,

traded half my sight for vision, now the future's intertwined.

One eye dark, one eye burning with a cold electric shine —

if the Norns control the pattern, tell me, who designed the design?

Chorus

I defy the thread! (I defy!)

I am more than what the Norns have written, more than what they said!

I defy the thread! (I defy!)

I will burn through every fate they've woven, I will break the web!

(Hear the war horn cry!) — the tree of worlds is cracking overhead,

I will rewrite what was written — I'm alive and I'm not dead!

Bridge

You will never cut this thread, my child,

I have watched you rage and run and fight and burn.

Every path you take was mine to turn,

every war you won was mine to have compiled...

But the fury in your heart was unforeseen —

something wild between the stitches, something I have never seen.

Build

Break the loom! (Break the loom!)

Shake the roots and split the ancient room! (The room!)

We are the glitch inside the weave, the fire in the tomb —

We rise!

Drop

Urd! (The past!) Verdandi! (Now!)

Skuld! (The blade!) — I will not bow!

Urd! (The past!) Verdandi! (Now!)

Skuld! (The blade!) — I'm rewriting the vow!

Heya, heya, ho — the bass beneath the roots below,

heya, heya, ho — I break what fate will never know!

Outro

(The roots are humming... the thread is drawn...)

But something in the pattern... has gone wrong...

(Has gone wrong...)