[Intro – whispered, atmospheric] Urd… Verdandi… Skuld… Hear them weave… [Verse 1] Beneath the roots where shadows bleed Three sisters sit, no eyes to see They pull the threads of mortal men From cradle’s warmth to battle’s end Cold wind carries ancient names Through frost and fire, blood and chains The web is spun, the pattern set No god escapes, no man forgets [Chorus] Whispers of the Norns, they call my name In the darkness, in the flame Fate is woven, fate is torn Whispers of the Norns… forevermore Whispers of the Norns, cold as steel What is written, none can heal Threads of silver, threads of scorn Whispers of the Norns… [Verse 2] One measures life with trembling hand One cuts the cord where heroes stand The third looks forward, blind and wise To Ragnarök beneath blood-red skies Yggdrasil trembles, leaves fall black The Well of Fate reflects no lack All paths converge, all rivers run Into the mouth of Fenrir’s son [Chorus] Whispers of the Norns, they call my name In the darkness, in the flame Fate is woven, fate is torn Whispers of the Norns… forevermore [Bridge – spoken/sung with choir, building tension] No shield can break it No prayer can bend it The Norns are laughing As the worlds are ending… [Final Chorus – epic, layered] Whispers of the Norns, they scream my name Through the ashes, through the pain Nothing born escapes the horn Whispers of the Norns… Whispers of the Norns! [Outro – fading whispers + distant choir] Urd… Verdandi… Skuld… The thread is cut.
