Intro
(Allfather! Allfather!)
One eye on the living, one on the dead...
(Hu-ha!) Nine days I bled where the world-tree spread
No god gave me power — I took it instead.
(Allfather!) The runes wrote themselves in the red...
Verse 1
I hung on the ash tree — no hand held the rope,
Self-given to myself at the end of my hope.
Nine nights in the dark at the root and the smoke,
The runes screamed up from the void when I spoke.
Gave the eye to the well — didn't flinch, didn't mourn,
Wisdom costs more than a man can afford.
Mimir keeps the socket — I keep what I saw:
Every war that will come, every king, every flaw.
Pre-Chorus
I sit on Hliðskjálf and I see every throne (every throne)
Huginn brings me names, Muninn brings me the bones.
Geri and Freki at my feet, I eat alone —
The Allfather feeds on the wars that I've sewn. (uh!)
Chorus
I don't fight for the glory — I fight for the end (for the end!)
Every king that I raise is a blade that I bend (that I bend!)
Valhalla's not heaven — it's the army I've penned (army I've penned!)
The Allfather's coming and the world-tree will bend! (Hu-ha!)
Verse 2
I wear the gray cloak in the markets of men,
Drop a word in the ear of a chieftain, and then —
I watch the shields splinter, I watch the blood pen
The saga I scripted before it began.
Gungnir never misses — ask the giant who laughed,
Ask the frost-king who caught the wrong end of my staff.
Sleipnir cross eight legs through the world-root and path,
No realm hides a coward from the Allfather's wrath.
Pre-Chorus
I sit on Hliðskjálf and I see every throne (every throne)
Huginn brings me names, Muninn brings me the bones.
Geri and Freki at my feet, I eat alone —
The Allfather feeds on the wars that I've sewn. (uh!)
Chorus
I don't fight for the glory — I fight for the end (for the end!)
Every king that I raise is a blade that I bend (that I bend!)
Valhalla's not heaven — it's the army I've penned (army I've penned!)
The Allfather's coming and the world-tree will bend! (Hu-ha!)
Bridge
You think I love my einherjar? (no...)
I'm sharpening them for the final scar.
(the final scar...)
I drink the mead of poetry cold —
Every skald that ever lived I stole.
Wednesday is mine — every calendar page,
Every war ever fought was a turn of my stage.
Fenrir slip the chain and I'll meet him with steel —
Even knowing I fall... it's a deal I would seal.
(Skál to the fallen — Skál to the lost!)
(Every throne has its price — I know what it cost!)
Drop — Instrumental
Chorus
I don't fight for the glory — I fight for the end (for the end!)
Every king that I raise is a blade that I bend (that I bend!)
Valhalla's not heaven — it's the army I've penned (army I've penned!)
The Allfather's coming and the world-tree will bend! (Hu-ha!)
Outro
(Allfather! Allfather!)
One eye watching the dark...
(Hu-ha!)
The runes lit the spark —
Every war bears my mark.
The wolf breaks the chain...
(and I'm ready.)
