An eon gone by since the mountain became barren...

Origin of the black earth traces to a stream of time so dark
Ne'er will the flora flourish flawlessly again
Wasteland of obsidian ashes houses only bones
Belonging to two; murderers and victims alike

Both were victim to themselves
Yet one rescinded life from mother

Only one born in nobility can spare the elderly aspens
So I shall make it my duty to ascend your status and plebian name
Ill fated were ye to emerge from a vassal's womb when your flesh met the earth
For now, you are powerless to save the forest from the voracious king

Rejoice, my sole progeny, for in a few moon's time
Your hand and the son of the malevolent one shall be joined
The prince of the Christian king beheld thy natural beauty
Though homely and ignorant, his influence outweighs his father's

Foliage and the breath of nature speak wisdom to me
Yet, all that gives me joy soon will meet a gruesome end
Fork in the path I tread where both roads end with despair
Shall I await the inevitable or die?

In the center of the world, Yggdrasil stands tall and mighty in the woods the
Royal family seeks to maim for their vain symbols of hubris and heresy
Will the Gods show themselves now? Or will the aspens suffer at the hands of the
Bloodthirsty, avaricious dregs who worship a sole hypocrite fallacy

Why do you flee from this news that brings good tidings as you save the thicket that
You've always held close and dear? Has madness overcome your mind like a demon
Possessing your will and wish? Towards the woodland you go so predictably
Vendela, return at once! For the ceremony of matrimony is soon!

Foliage and the breath of nature speak wisdom to me
Yet, all that gives me joy soon will meet a gruesome end
Fork in the path I tread where both roads end with despair
Shall I await the inevitable or die?

Oh, fair daughter of mine, what destiny do you lay claim to
When you release yourself from the illumination of the day?
Has Thor's mighty mjolnir clashed its steel with the forest hidden within your flesh?
As the sparks fly from the blows of the hammer, do they set fire to your will?

Loving father, I bid thee farewell
For death is now the only truth in my heart
The nightshade thus joins with my human form
And so I join myself with the earth forever

As the norns have sealed thy fate
Broken is my mind's frail state
I have found Vendela too late
Hence her soul is at Valhalla's gate

Foliage and the breath of nature speak wisdom to me
Yet, all that gives me joy soon will meet a gruesome end
Father, please forgive me for leaving the world behind
Let my soul climb to the heavens, transcending this pain

Mind meets matter
Agony meets me

Why?

Oh gods of old...

As the norns have sealed thy fate
Broken is my mind's frail state
I have found Vendela too late
Hence her soul is at Valhalla's gate

Battle within has sealed my fate
Watching the moon in passing state
Forthwith, for me, it's far too late
As I stumble to the castle gate

Goodbye, sweet Vendela...

Be at peace as I watch over you...

May we meet when our hearts are at peace again...

In the halls of the citadel
I ask of his highness for an audience
Bellowing with anger and woe
The love of your son has passed away

So inconsequential
A peasant's bereavement is to me
God shall find another
For my heir to wed and make a progeny

My words echo throughout
The chambers made of mortar and stone
Yet, your heart is callous
So cold, as your deaf ear silences me

Alas, your pagan faith
Betrays you in both your class and in death
My son has no need for
Low status heathen troglodyte filth

Ninety-six moons have come and gone
Since the culmination of life
Of my offspring in goreless gloom
As such, there's only one thing to do...

Foliage and the breath of nature speak wisdom to me
Yet, all that gives me joy soon will meet a gruesome end
Father, please forgive me for leaving the world behind
Let my soul climb to the heavens, transcending this pain

Oh, sweet child now taken into Odinn's arms
Your hand has become Lavaetinn in my soul
Brandishing the embers of Ragnarok in my hands
I plant my feet firmly in the forest of inception

Funeral blaze engulfs the aspens that you made your surrogate home,
Now a grave for you, the animals and I in nature as lunacy consumes me
We shall all become one with the searing pyres of mourning
As immortal smoke rises towards the moon in lamentation

Shrieking curses out in anguish at the heinous tyrant
For provoking me into desecrating what he believed was his
As my derma liquifies, the glow from the inferno slowly darkens in my eyes
Malevolently, morbidly mirroring how the nightshade
Became one with you in this arbitrary place
My soul shall join thee and Yggdrasil on the final journey

Incandescence of wrath
Bloodshed of deities