Fyrgenstream - Wodensthrone
Come Wælcyrige take me from this place
I long to feel your embrace
And this body shall be my prison no longer
Rain down upon me and wash away this life
Which neither words nor deeds can redeem
Take me to the gates of the shining citadel
So that I may feast alone in silent halls
Beside the flowing mountain-stream
Let me take upon myself this curse
Let my bloodline die with me
Let the great wind sing a lament to this land
Where nobility is no more
