A young Viking consults the Soothsayer before embarking on his voyage and doesn't like the omen he receives.
Lyrics
Soothsayer, Fate maker
Divine the alignment of stars and stone
Wand-Bearer, Speak Freya
Will she embrace me when I leave home
I see bubbles rising in the cold, dark water
Under a waning moon
Where vain men
Forsaken by gods
Cease to thrash and sink
Into that deep, abyssal night
Forgotten and unsung
As an albatross washes ashore
Beneath a blood red sky
Gods be damned!
I'll make my own way
I'm not afraid to die to be great
I don't need your lies about the hand of fate
I'm not afraid to die
Web-weaver, Deceiver
Your lies and empty my seeds will be sown
Betrayer, Oathbreaker
Read your entrails, roll your bones!
