Once to awaken
Twice to incite
Thrice to again be cast from the light

3 - I will perish with my proudest foe
Find defeat in my victory
The blackened sky turned over, spilling oceans upon us all
I will drift into that darkness unafraid
Might slipping from my grasp, from my body
I will find bravery without superiority
Strength without will
Will without proof

2 - I will be poisoned, and deny a life as such

1 - Our collective arrogance will crawl from fiery pits to avenge its humanity
A humanity stripped by its clawed, flailing hatred of us
A humanity I defend, encourage, and love

I will fail
weakened, tired, and bruised
But until then, I will ever land blows to those who sew doubt, Disillusion, and fear
Those who would manipulate with these deadly strings
Urging an ugly growth

They will not find rain from my soul
rather lightning from my eyes
thunder between their ears
They will know why a hammer is
And why storms are revered so

Once to awaken
Twice to incite
Thrice to again be cast from the night

There is evil in this world
whispers from poisoned ghosts
that grip grudge like clubs
Hands that know not touch
Haunted dreams that pass beneath them
Visions they feel no connection or responsibility to
One must let go to let in
But they have forgotten how

You can remember…retrace your mind to innocence
There is time
Your calloused heart still beats
There is warmth in your veins
So can there be ease in your mind
But you must… let… go…

If you can not
Should your hands become limbs of a tree that bears loss,
Should cold reach your epitome, your heart beat metallic,
And your eyes glaze over deepest despondent…
Should you forget the hallows of this place,
commit that emptiness upon innocence
and forget who keeps watch
you will know why lightning strikes

Once to awaken
Twice to incite
Thrice to again be cast from the light

In the final destiny of the gods,
I will fall, my hammer relinquished to the two ancient trees
A seed until the new firstspring when the gaping darkness inhales again
I pray the two grow to strongest light through the darkest soil of firmament
To a mighty star with grip enough to grasp and heart enough to heal
I pray with every strike of myself,
Every effort of my will
That it be as such
As I am
Until Ragnarok