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They Made the Monsters They Feared | Monsters | Signal from Asgard

Signal from Asgard presents: The Return of Angrboda's Children Three children marked by fear, exiled and imprisoned before they'd done any wrong. The gods called them monsters and treated them accordingly. At Ragnarok, the bindings burned. Fenrir walked free across Vigrid's plain, seeking the one who'd forged his chains. Jormungandr loosed his tail from his teeth, and the world's circle broke—oceans rose, venom misted the sky, the living boundary collapsed. Hel's armies of the forgotten dead, those who'd earned no glory but they rode to battle all the same. Three children cast away, three returned. Fenrir's jaws closed on Odin and so fell the King of Gods. Thor crushed Jormungandr's skull, then took nine poison-filled steps and fell dead and so fell the Thunderer. Hel's armies fought the chosen slain and so fell the warriors of Valhalla. The prophecy fulfilled—not because it had to, but because the gods made it true by fearing it. They cast the serpent, bound the wolf, exiled the daughter, and forged the very doom they tried to prevent. Subscribe to Signal from Asgard for more Norse music that honors the complete mythology. ---------- LYRICS: Odin came when they were young Before their names had yet been sung Not for deeds nor broken law But for futures yet to draw Serpent cast to the sea Wolf was bound who might be free Daughter thrown to the mist Every fear became a fist Fenrir fed within their wall Trust wore thin, then ceased to fall Jormungandr cast below Coiled the world in silent woe Hel was cast to Niflheim Given throne she never claimed Three children marked by prophecy Gods forged what they feared to be Years like rivers, cold and slow Wolf in chain and serpent low Hel beneath the root and stone All three waiting, all alone Then Gjallarhorn crack the sky Sun and moon begin to die Day was eaten, night set free Stars went out by prophecy No chain remained, no law held fast Years of binding burned to past Fenrir walked the battle plain Seeking him who forged the chain In the sea the silence broke World-coil stirred, the deep awoke Tail unbitten, circle torn The edge released what gods had sworn Ocean rose high and land was drowned Venom misted sky and ground Jormungandr climbed from foam World’s own wall came crawling home Beside the wolf the serpent ran Poison breathing over man Sky turn green with toxic breath Ocean's keeper bringing death Below the roots where Hel held sway The quiet dead rose pale and grey Not slain in glory, not in song The overlooked marched deep and long Naglfar, the ship of nail Built from corpses, set to sail Death stand tall upon the prow Forgotten lives remembered now Not the brave and chosen slain But those who worn by age and pain No blade, no song, no honored name Yet they came all just the same On Vígríðr's torn and burning ground Fenrir found who bound him down Odin stood with spear in hand Facing judgment’s final stand Fenrir took what fear had fed Turned the king of gods to dead Not hate, nor hunger sealed his fate But choice made long before the gate Thor struck true; the serpent fell Victory rang like funeral bell Jormungandr fall and die But venom rain from broken sky One step, two—his strength ran dry Three, four—poison filled his eye Five, six—world began to dim Seven, eight, nine—the end took him Nine steps carried from the slain Thunder fell like shattered rain Serpent slain but victor too Both fulfill what Norns once knew Wolf devour king of gods Serpent poison earth and sod Hel's army fight the chosen slain All three children stake their claim This was rage. This was hate. This was balance. This was fate. What the gods denied and chained Returned as law, returned as flame They cast the serpent to the deep Bound the wolf—made him weep Threw the daughter into cold And forged the end that was foretold Every chain became a seed Every exile fed the need Fear wrote law and called it fate Built the doom it tried to wait Prophecy was not the doom Fear itself became their tomb What you cage will break away What you cast will have its day Three were cast while still ungrown Three returned to claim the throne Prophecy fulfilled at last By the gods who forged the past #ragnarok #fenrir #jormungandr #helheim #ragnarok #norsemythology