No sword drawn today… But make no mistake… This is war… Dragged before the Thing in chains of law Every eye watching, waiting for his fall Haraldson smiling from his seat of power Certain this would be the farmer's final hour But Ragnar stood like stone before them all Voice steady as a man who will not fall No flinching, no begging, no bowed head Just cold Norse eyes and careful words instead The sword is not the only weapon here Words can cut as deep as any spear A man who keeps his mind when all seems lost Is more dangerous than any blade that's crossed Speak or bleed before the gathered crowd Ragnar Lothbrok standing tall and proud You built this trap but I walked through the door The Thing has spoken, you can't touch me anymore Speak or bleed, the law protects the bold Haraldson's fury left out in the cold You wanted my head but I gave you my words The most dangerous weapon you ever heard The Earl's face darkening with every word His plans unravelling before the herd Public humiliation cuts the deepest wound A powerful man diminished in his own room Rollo watching from the other side Torn between his blood and foolish pride The seeds of something rotting in his chest Ambition choosing wrong above the rest You thought the law would finish what your fear couldn't… You thought these people would watch me fall… Look at their faces Haraldson… They are not watching me fall… They are watching you… The Thing has spoken… But this isn't over… Haraldson… We both know… This ends in blood…
