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Returning Home on the Shield

#nordicmythology #germanictribes #darkfolk Jetzt auch auf Spotify und allen großen Streamingdiensten, sucht nach den Donar's Erben. Unser Album kommt zur Wintersonnenwende am 21. Dezember. Schönes Julfest allen. I. Home drifts the shield through the twilight storm, yet he walks no more in his mortal form. The sky grows heavy, the mountains ring, as Donar’s sons their farewell sing. My voice breaks open, my soul is torn, for love has passed where the brave are born. II. We cleanse his flesh in the river’s grace, cold waters touch his unshadowed face. We braid his hair with the twilight’s thread, and lay him down on a warrior’s bed. Three women kneel in the midnight air, their whispers rising like ancient prayer. We chant the paths that the spirits tread, the road where Torstein once fought and bled. The pyre awakens, the embers roar, the flames recall what his oath was for. Smoke spirals upward - a silver trail, leading Arminius beyond the veil. III. Go, fearless warrior, ascend the sky, the northern gates stand burning high. The clash of thunder becomes your name, the mead-hall roars with immortal flame. Where shields of Donar’s sons stand bright, where Torstein’s deeds echo through the night. Where Arminius’ spirit, bold and tall, awaits his brothers in Odin’s hall. IIII. The earth lies hollow where he once stood, yet ravens circle above the wood. They bear his tale on wings of night, they guard his path to the realm of light. His fire remains in the breath I take, his vow still lives in the steps I make. The shield returns - but the man has flown, to halls where only the brave are known. So rise, my heart, though the world is cold, till fate restores what the Norns once told.