Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Time of Battle

Not until Alfrodull,
And Mani walk hand in hand,
Will the world have enough darkness and light,
To justify how two-faced I am.

I could be lifted up onto the shoulders of Forseti,
As my daggered hand travels to his back.
But once justice is dead for once and for all,
One whole half of me shall I lack.

Oh cursed gods for possessing all you have,
From gentle instinct to horrid vengeance.
To whom might I look to as my mentor today?
How does any human even stand a chance?

But it's alright,
When the time comes will my tongue be loosened.
The light of Arvak and Alsvid's mane,
Will reveal the truth, I will transcend.

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