Gunnhild
Other, slowing down
Running to save my soul
Though I, I had known her power
Eyes that fade and glisten
Calling his name
You burnt my heart out with your tongue
I dreamt the south lands had but gone
These anchored hearts avowed
To find the lady out
Searching
For so long
Mother, sewn my lot
Whether asleep or lost
Atone, in fire and stone, to keep her
The path's lost again
Winter caused our end
All sons must wait they say
This world may break, all sons must wait
This world may break, all sons must wait
Writer/s: Iiah
