A Season Of Pagan Sorrow

from by Kald Kriger

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Bodies litter the ground
This landscape is devoid of mortal sound
Blades kiss the sky
Sons are lost as arrows fly

The voices I hear mimic the dead
Screams of torture forever remain my head

I watched my brothers die
I watched you remove her head
I found my children's bodies in the fields

I know what I must do
Heimdall marks my path true
I tear out my roots and follow on

Drunk with despair yet filled with pride
Thor grant protection for me and mine
Terror and passion strike
My mountain of strife

I am a great tree bound to this world
My spirit reaches deep into the earth
My branches touch all the elements of the sky
Upon my body the Allfathers eye

Challenge my soul
Define my worth
Step by step I travel towards tomorrow
Into an everlasting season of sorrow

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from A Season Of Pagan Sorrow, released January 8, 2017

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Kald Kriger Bellingham, Washington

Led by writer, composer and multi-instrumentalist; Vredensdal.

Anti-Christian.
Misanthropic.
Sorrowful.
Heathen.
Bitterness.

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