The skulls of a thousand Jotun
Rendered dust beneath your megin.
The weapon that bonds together your fearsome children
In birth love and death.
The symbol
That speaks your name long after Midgard has forgotten
Urd, Wyrd, fate……a pit of venomous wyrms
Even the bane of giants is ensnared
Poisoned, slain, murdered…… so that we remember.
