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• The Skald's Truth This Song is part of an Concept Album. THE SKALD'S TRUTH An album about the stories behind the stories In the shadows of the great sagas, where heroes are immortalized and gods reign supreme, there exists another truth—one that the skalds know but rarely sing. This is not an album of glory. This is not an album of heroes. This is the chronicle of those who made the gods possible. The forgotten foundations. The erased origins. The nameless catalysts who shaped destiny while history wrote them out. The Skald sees what others choose not to see: That before the gods, there was only void—Ginnungagap, the hungry emptiness that still waits beneath all creation. That the first act of creation was murder—Ymir, carved into a world, his name nearly lost. That Thor's glory rests on the corpses of his own kin—The Giants, brothers killing brothers in an endless cycle. That corruption began not with mortals but with desire itself—The Rings, cursed and blessed, both drowning us in greed. That the monsters the gods fear were created by their own rejection—Loki's Children, sorted by usefulness, punished for being inconvenient. That conflict is not chaos but necessity—Ratatösk, the messenger who keeps the system alive by keeping hatred sharp. That the true power was never in Odin's hands—The Weavers, Frigg and the Norns, the silent women who hold all fates while men perform their wars. That humanity was never free—The Creation, given will only to have it bound by class and divine decree. That the gods need us more than we need them—Who Needs Whom, the paradox they hide behind divinity. And that all memory fades—The Nameless, even those who preserve it. The Skald carries the weight of these truths. He sings not for glory, but because someone must remember what the powerful wish forgotten. And when his voice fades into silence, he too will join the nameless. But for now, the words remain. Recorded in a single day of creative fury Between two minds, one human, one artificial United by curiosity and the refusal to kneel