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A prayer to Valfreya

Take me to the burning ground,To the one beyond the battlefield of life,Strip away the clothes of my desires and of my fearsThen cover me in ashes Take me to the burning ground,Fill Your Divine Hands with the blood of my fallen brothersAnd give me to drink For I know the path I must walk,IFortsätt läsa ”A prayer to Valfreya”

At the feet of Týr

I lay and sleept for an hour beneath the Tiwaz treeMy body was tired and my soul wearyI’d searched for you everywhere but I could not find YouWhere had You gone from me, Beloved?I heard it whispered that You were searching for me too.So, I removed the clothing of my soul and lay down beneathFortsätt läsa ”At the feet of Týr”