Along the path I laid
Saw it race by Memories in tow
Into the belly of the earth
Light of dawn, all alone
Char-like shadows, slither away — through water
Wounded, burned and without site
Not waiting for another night
Now headed for the wild
Called from afar and within — through soil
Leaving lost wars behind
Wildfires of need, calm waters of the mind — through thought
Battle cries now resounded
On a field at the world’s end
A clash of gods and giants
In the centre of the mind
Through emotion
Through reality
Saw a mound
Had to bury
Sung for another me Had to do (it), so that I could be One for sight
Two for flesh
Three were the norns
Four corners of the worlds
Five the number of a man
Six one two and three
Seven streams of blood
Eight-legged child of Loke