[Intro – deep spoken voice, waves against stone] Come into my hall. Drink. Laugh. Boast. But remember... Every ship that crosses me does so by permission. [Verse 1 – rapid chopper flow] I am Ægir, breaker of horizons, Black-water king where the cold sea rises. Hall beneath foam, fire burning gold, Feasts for the gods while the deep stays cold. You know my tables, you know my brew, But don't mistake welcome for weakness in view. I fill your horn, let the stories run, While waves outside blot out the sun. I am calm when the morning breaks, I am teeth when the north wind wakes. Mirror of heaven, grave of the bold, Keeper of stories the drowned never told. Merchant and raider both know my name, Neither commands me, whatever their fame. You carve your dragon-head, challenge the blue, But every keel still answers to Ægir too. [Chorus – roaring crew] I AM ÆGIR! Breaker of horizons, lord of the foam! I AM ÆGIR! Every sailor crosses my home! Drink in my hall while the storm stays chained, But respect the sea or be swallowed unnamed! I AM ÆGIR! Raise your horn— then bow to the main! [Verse 2 – faster] Rán at my side with her net cast wide, Queen of the drowned beneath the tide. Nine daughters dancing where sea meets shore, Nine living waves that rise and roar. Himinglæva gleams when the waters shine, Blóðughadda reddens the breaking line. Each one a daughter, each one a wave, Beautiful enough to bless— strong enough to grave. We are no kingdom built out of stone, No border drawn and no mortal throne. Our halls move under the moon's command, Our fingers reach every distant land. The tide pulls back, then comes once more, Grinding mountains into the shore. Men count years. I count coastlines. Give me enough ages— I'll redraw your lines. [Beat switch – crashing wave, bass drop] [Verse 3 – rolling double-time] Gods know my hall and gods know my ale, They've filled these benches with boast and tale. Óðinn with questions, Þórr with pride, Loki with poison he cannot hide. Golden cups gleam without servant's hand, Fire lights bright at my command. You come as guests when the feast is set, But even immortals owe manners and debt. I watched Lokasenna poison the room, Truth mixed with spite till laughter met doom. Insult by insult, old wounds exposed, Every bright secret dragged from the clothes. I didn't need sword, I didn't need spear, My hall held every word they feared. That's what the ocean has always done: Bring buried things up one by one. [Chorus] I AM ÆGIR! Breaker of horizons, lord of the foam! I AM ÆGIR! Every sailor crosses my home! Drink in my hall while the storm stays chained, But respect the sea or be swallowed unnamed! I AM ÆGIR! Raise your horn— then bow to the main! [Verse 4 – maximum-speed chopper] You call the ocean empty space, I call it kingdom without one face. Trench below and hurricane high, Salt in blood and storm in sky. Whale-road stretching beyond your sight, Green in morning, black at night. Food for villages, road for trade, Same blue road where graves are made. I give you herring, cod and sail, Carry your longships beyond the vale. I join your kingdoms, feed your kin, Then one bad storm and I pull you in. Not out of hatred, not out of spite, The sea has never promised you right. Risk is written in every wave, Freedom and danger share one grave. You want the bounty? Shoulder the cost. No sailor sails without chance of loss. That's not cruelty, that's the sea: Take what I offer, but don't command me. [Bridge – deep spoken voice] I am not your enemy. I carried your fathers. I fed your children. I bore your ships to foreign shores. But hospitality is not submission. [Final Verse – accelerating] I am Ægir, ancient and wide, Storm in my lungs and moon in my tide. I break horizons beneath your prow, What lies beyond? Come learn it now. Explorer, trader, raider, king, All chase something my waters bring. Gold or glory, food or fame, The sea remembers none the same. So drink when I offer, sail when I sleep, Watch every cloud gathering over the deep. Honor the wind and measure the sky, Know when to venture, know when to hide. Courage is not pretending I'm tame, Wisdom is knowing the rules of the main. And when your longship vanishes from shore, Remember whose road you're traveling over. [Final Chorus – massive crew] I AM ÆGIR! Breaker of horizons, lord of the foam! I AM ÆGIR! Every sailor crosses my home! Drink in my hall while the storm stays chained, But respect the sea or be swallowed unnamed! I AM ÆGIR! THE HORIZON BREAKS— [beat cuts, single wave] [Outro – low and calm] Come. There is ale at my table. Just don't forget whose hall you're in.
