Sprung from the cosmos In dance
Conscienceless but doomed
Before life here only darkness existed
Your power seemingly hidden
Your njord school flourishes In splendor
On your way to doom
Soon you are sunk In the power of death
A voice In your banesong
Forever I sense your foot
Shaped from the edge of time
Nurses screamed and gods cried
When you were torn from my hand
A people to create
To honor home and village
Just a niding to renounce
Distrust of our virtue
Poets may you follow< br/>On your way to doom
Rulers hide their intent
A voice In your path song

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