I make lightening tremble,
My battle cry silences thunder.
I am the kind of man,
That can only be made by gods hands.This is my story:I was once a slave
but then I killed my master
and made his woman mine.
I was challenged 12 times and made that day many boys a bastard.
It was only then that I was adopted in to my clan.
It was finally my time.
I left nothing standing,
I became known as The Bear With No Mercy.
The day I became Clan Chief,
It was only after I had been poisoned,
then Set upon by,
my rival, my cowardly clan chief and 20 others,
With my right ear missing,
and a spear sticking out of my shoulder,
I took my evitable place,
as my clan’s leader.
“ Chosen! Chosen by Wodin !”
proclaimed the elders.
I had the remaining 5 sons of the coward drowned,
And then bedded
their widowed mother.
Then after several years of strong leadership,
after making my clan wealthy
with stolen gold and silver,
with oxen and dear,
I returned home to find that I had been betrayed.
My wife slain,
My kinsfolk slaughtered,
My fields burned.
I took a look around,
and to the surprise of my war band I laughed.
I looked up and yelled:
“ Oh Wodin,
Oh wise sky father,
Your message is clear,
I am not to have any attachments here!
So be it !
i will soak Midguard with so much blood,
That it puts the fires out in hel.
I know now that I am destined for Valhala,
The Valkyries will slice each other’s throat
to be the one that takes me to the great mead hall.
When Ragnarok is upon us,
It is I that will lead the Einherjar
Upon the battlefield Vigrior.
All knowing Wodin i will not fail you!
Long after you have been slain by the wolf Fenir,
I will be the last to die as the world-tree burns.”
For I am the Wolf’s Wolf
I am The Blood Axe Beserker,
I am the Father’s proof,
And if you stand against me,
You will die.