Broken Throne

The life he knew has come to pass he fells a strong regret If he does not muster all and gain the gods respect His hands tremble as he grab around the wooden shaft He must raise against all odds and break the cross i half The gods shall hear his plea his throat is filled with rage A scream burst from his lips of hate and victory All his father's before him died in blood and bravery This day is, his to die to win his dignity Rise son of Odin Not just a man, Einherjer within Christians came to his land to save their very soul His family was driven out the lost their only home But he knows now that in his chest beats the heat of gods Odin's chosen, that will stand against denying odds Their church shall burn for all it's done the land it stole from us We tear the nails from the cross and stab them in their backs For this land will always be a place for heathen gods Until the day the last man bleeds and Einherjers are gone Rise son of Odin Not just a man, Einherjer within Rise Rise Rise Sons of Odin Rise son of Odin Not just a man, but Einherjer within Rise son of Odin Not just a man, but Einherjer within

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 10, 2025