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Born of Treachery and Flame
The skies raged above lowly heads
Across the realms the ravens fled
With news for the god of the north
The waters crashed in icy depths
On nervous tongues rumors beget
That the deceiver heralds forth
From the lands of the giant’s wild
Spits forth a birth of such vile
The deceiver rises on shores
Blasphemy with every breath
Standing stinking of rot and death
The deceiver written in lore
Rise above troubled waters
With great voices, heralds sing
Of Hel’s monsters, he is father
Born of treachery and flame
In a world of war bound gods
Yggdrasil shakes in his way
Loki rises from the mud
Born of treachery and flame
All-Father, you can trust
My words, poisoned with rust
I will speak the truth
When lies fail to shake the roots
I am divided
In eternity
Consorting to father fell beasts
As churning waters tremble seats
Reserved for the highest of lords
Monuments topple in his wake
As serpents rise from frozen lakes
Fjords writhe as tricksters trick the world
Rise above troubled waters
With great voices, heralds sing
Of Hel’s monsters, he is father
Born of treachery and flame
In a world of war bound gods
Yggdrasil shakes in his way
Loki rises from the mud
Born of treachery and flame
Thunder crash as lightning strikes
Devour all in the name
Of Loki, great deceiver
Born of treachery and flame
(c) 2014 Frank Green
Across the realms the ravens fled
With news for the god of the north
The waters crashed in icy depths
On nervous tongues rumors beget
That the deceiver heralds forth
From the lands of the giant’s wild
Spits forth a birth of such vile
The deceiver rises on shores
Blasphemy with every breath
Standing stinking of rot and death
The deceiver written in lore
Rise above troubled waters
With great voices, heralds sing
Of Hel’s monsters, he is father
Born of treachery and flame
In a world of war bound gods
Yggdrasil shakes in his way
Loki rises from the mud
Born of treachery and flame
All-Father, you can trust
My words, poisoned with rust
I will speak the truth
When lies fail to shake the roots
I am divided
In eternity
Consorting to father fell beasts
As churning waters tremble seats
Reserved for the highest of lords
Monuments topple in his wake
As serpents rise from frozen lakes
Fjords writhe as tricksters trick the world
Rise above troubled waters
With great voices, heralds sing
Of Hel’s monsters, he is father
Born of treachery and flame
In a world of war bound gods
Yggdrasil shakes in his way
Loki rises from the mud
Born of treachery and flame
Thunder crash as lightning strikes
Devour all in the name
Of Loki, great deceiver
Born of treachery and flame
(c) 2014 Frank Green
Published 23rd Mar 2014
| Edited 18th Feb 2016
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23rd Mar 2014 11:39pm
24th Mar 2014 1:46am
Anonymous
23rd Mar 2014 11:48pm
This is freaking awesome! Great job!
24th Mar 2014 1:47am
24th Mar 2014 00:58am
I was wondering when you
were going to add something.
Time well spent waiting for
though.
Pan
were going to add something.
Time well spent waiting for
though.
Pan
24th Mar 2014 1:48am
I hope I won't let you down with the little series of Ragnarok poems I'm planning. Glad you liked it, Thomas
