Ask veitk standa, hęitir Yggdrasill
Hǫ'r baðmr, ausinn, hvíta-auri
Þaðan koma dǫggvar, þærs í dala falla
Stęndr æ yfir grœnn, urðar brunni
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Beyond the web of time in the shadowlands
Lie the future and the past what has always been
What is always there in the everlasting vast
Far beneath the worlds by the ancient roots
Three old, three grand, three wise, power to forsee
Trails of victory or calamitous demise
By the roots of the nine
Our life and death the norns twine
Visions in the past
Whispers in the dark
Can you break the spell of their mark?
Moribund
The red cuts on your skin
Moribund
Becomes a path that leads beyond the gates
Moribund
The sepulchral rites will begin
Moribund
With the crimson scars that draw your fate
Moribund
The red cuts on your skin
Moribund
Becomes a path that leads beyond the gates
Moribund
The sepulchral rites will begin
Moribund
With the crimson scars that draw your fate
With wisdom mighty
From the halls up high
To set our fates
Beneath the sky
The threads of life
Spun by three
In the well of doom
Beneath the tree
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Beneath the nine worlds through the mists of time
One above in wisdom bright by the future and the present
She can see your path in the dark and in the light
As another dawn unfolds when slave is born
What doesn't see with spell or witchcraft you speak
But what you seek lies hidden down the well
By the roots of the nine
Our life and death the norns twine
Visions in the past
Whispers in the dark
Can you break the spell of their mark?
Moribund
The red cuts on your skin
Moribund
Becomes a path that leads beyond the gates
Moribund
The sepulchral rites will begin
Moribund
With the crimson scars that draw your fate
Moribund
The red cuts on your skin
Moribund
Becomes a path that leads beyond the gates
Moribund
The sepulchral rites will begin
Moribund
With the crimson scars that draw your fate
Þaðan koma męyjar margs vitandi
Þríar ór þeim sæ aðra Verðandi
Skǫ'ru á skíði, skuld hina þriðju
Þær lǫg lǫgðu þær líf køru
Alda bǫrnum ørlǫgsęggja