[Ambient Intro] (Soft distant wind through ancient roots + faint monastic chanting + tagelharpa swells + deep sub-bass rumble) Beneath Yggdrasil… where roots do spread… [Verse 1 – Intimate emotional female vocals with light percussion] Beneath Yggdrasil, where roots do spread, Three Norns dwell, where fates are led. Urd, Verdandi, Skuld, their names, Guardians of destiny, of all life's games. [First Heavy Section – Blast beats erupt with deep male growls + full ritual percussion] With water drawn from Urd's ancient well, They weave the threads where all must dwell. Past and present, future spun, The fate of gods and men, by them undone. [Melodic Chorus – Soaring layered female vocals with full folk-orchestral elements] FROM THE WELL OF FATE, THEY DRAW THEIR MIGHT, WEAVING THE TAPESTRY OF NIGHT! WITH THREADS OF LIFE, OF JOY, OF WOE, THE COSMIC ORDER THEY BESTOW! [Verse 2 – Atmospheric, haunting female vocals with tagelharpa] Past, present, future, in their hands, They shape the world across all lands. With water pure from Urd's well, The Norns decree where all shall dwell. [Bridge – Ritualistic blend with ancient instruments and layered vocals] In silence deep, with wisdom keen, They spin the fates of gods, unseen. For every birth, for every death, They plot the course with every breath. [Instrumental Interlude] (A journey through fate — soft flowing water sounds for Urd's well, building percussion for the weaving, thunderous war drums for destiny's power, all underscored by tagelharpa and atmospheric synths) [Verse 3 – Powerful layered vocals, building to climax] Wyrd is woven, a grand design, A fate for all, both yours and mine. From the roots of Yggdrasil's tree, The Norns decide what's meant to be. [Final Chorus – Maximum epic intensity with full choir-like effect and heavy bass] FROM THE WELL OF FATE, THEY DRAW THEIR MIGHT, WEAVING THE TAPESTRY OF NIGHT! WITH THREADS OF LIFE, OF JOY, OF WOE, THE COSMIC ORDER THEY BESTOW! [Quiet Outro / Aftermath] (Returning to ambient sounds of wind and water + single resonant horn note + soft female whisper) Under the stars, under the sun, The Norns' work is never done. In the shadow of Yggdrasil's might, They bind the cosmos with their sight.