terça-feira, 18 de novembro de 2025

hinn gleymdi

 I'm the rider on broken weather
On the frost and ice it calls
Why why why?
I slam into the fjord, rocks may break my fall

The house talk bends
The heiliger tells me to drop dread
I get back weg on the wetter
On the icey surface moving

Down from ghastly north
Ghost wave freezing through
Surfing Rikr wind
Berserk ripping autumn

Winter licking and biting
I have hardened in the muscle of spring
Why why why 
I am forgotten, forgotten

The stillness nourishes
The buds before sumer flourish
Riding into the life force of the land
stormr and hregg fly me forward

clumsy, lost and unremembered
Till my feet find solid ground
But the earth needed reminding
I am the forgotten

The heileger tells me to let it all go
The solidness of grudge fills an empty heart
Like plastic does the insecure breast
Beserk I rip the var

exposing the truth out of memory
That ugly sincerity 
that permits the afterlife
Like fate's soldiers cold and hard

Forgotten like me
Just waiting to thaw out
Rada rada rada
Raid southlands of long sumers



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