Tales of Old 1: Volsungasaga

[Verse] A tree stood tall in Volsung's hall A sword within its roots did call Where kings and fate were bound as one The story's thread had just begun [Verse 2] Sigmund broke the mighty blade A hero born His path was laid From wolves to wrath His trials grew The gods were watching Silent True [Chorus] Blood and strength The Fates decree Love and vengeance by the tree Rise Oh Volsungs Hearts of fire Legends burn through cold desire [Verse 3] Fair Sigyn's love But doom was near A serpent's curse The end was clear Betrayed by kin The treachery stung The song of loss was bitterly sung [Bridge] Odin’s whisper Shadow bright Wove threads tighter Sealed the fight Heroes rise And heroes fall Destiny echoes through the hall [Verse 4] Sigurd slain by envious deed The dragon's hoard A poisoned greed Yet tales remain of brave delight A saga carved in endless night