Song of Nine

I ask upon your grave To speak beyond all mortal Your final resting place Will be my wisdom's portal I ask this boon of you You gave to me in life Death's slumber I disturb To find my future wife Now awake from your sleep Bring words from the deep And once again Groa will rise Her voice will echoe Through land and skies Now hear her wisdom The galdr's path Will guide your travels Through strife and wrath The nine were given word Her prophecy was heard The first will give you confidence The second is your fortitude The third will cross all rivers And the fourth will end each feud The fifth will break all chains that binds you The sixth will calm the fiercest storm The seventh halts all frost And the eight death's fair form The Ninth remains unclear But a shield to giants spear The first will give you confidence The second is your fortitude The third will cross all rivers And the fourth will end each feud The fifth will break all chains that binds you The sixth will calm the fiercest storm The seventh halts all frost And the eight death's fair form

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025