| At the gates, of the One-Eye's hall
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| Among the stars of the sky
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| To weave my wyrd in Midgard’s fate
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| To join the gods that never die
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| Nine worlds, are burning, my soul yearns, to breathe the fire
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| I won, the secret, and knowledge, of life eternal
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| Twilight, of mankind, the sun fails, and ends the wolf age
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| Fates know, the cycle, my kingdom, will live forever
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| I know that I hung, on that windy tree
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| Nights all nine, given to Odin, myself to myself
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| On that tree, of which no one knows
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| From what root it rises — Havamal
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| My ship has sailed from northern shores
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| The dragon star to light my way
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| I am reborn, to live again
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| To forge my soul into a god
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| Fates wheel, is turning, my father, will guide my journey
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| I know, the secret, the knowledge, that burned with Baldur
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| Bloodline, of ancients, the AR-fire, burns deep within me
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| Now I, have returned, becoming, the Northern King again |