A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑A̷͙ͭͫ̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ y҉̃̀̋̑ẹ̿͋̒̕t̲̂̓ͩ̑ 🐍 #SUNOVERSE is brought you by Jaden : 🐍 SUNOVERSE TRAILER : https://suno.com/song/eb1eaae4-2ff7-4b4a-b18c-ac18cba1fb59?sh=YMd1rlWxXNHsm7ZW SUNOVERSE PLAYLIST : https://suno.com/playlist/c68bc690-fd9e-4a30-81f5-5f7dd951e628 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~↓ Explanation ↓~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 📑 "Full" Story of Varr the Bloodseer can be found here📑 https://docs.google.com/document/d/1EaPGJHCkUAbxiGB3lbjF6cSrxoA28T0qr88gNCSwnIM/edit?usp=sharing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~↓ Lyrics ↓~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh… I hear it... The shaking of your breath... Your broken voice... The blood on the floor you’re trying so hard not to look at.... You’re asking for... help...? How fascinating.... You see… I have answered prayers long before your gods learned how to listen.... I was a seer once.... Respected.... Loved... I spoke their will with clarity… and they rewarded me with... Silence... So tell me… why do you still believe someone is coming to save you...? I am Varr. I do not hunt blindly. Every step you take… every door you choose not to open… was already considered... I see everything... You bleed because you resist... And resistance… is such a generous thing.... Do you know why you feel watched? Because my eyes were taken… but my vision was perfected... I hear your pulse... I hear your heart... I smell your fear... And soon… I will taste your blood.... The gods called me monster.... I call this… Fate.... Every life I take strengthens me.... Every scream brings my master closer to waking.... And when he rises… there will be no prayers left to answer.... So please… stay where you are.... Pray all you want... It's already to late.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~↓ Lyrics (Old Norse) ↓~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kruorr rauði upphaf ok endir blóð heimsins rennr at þér Fyrir þik féllu goð fyrir þik skalf sköpun Heyr oss, hinn forni hey raddir í dauða vaðandi Blóð er bæn vár öskur er lof Varrr Blóðsjár blindr en sjáandi ber vilja þinn í holdi sínu Æðr lifir þótt limir falli blóð eitt bindr hann saman Hrafnar fljúga kjöt rísnar sár opnast blóð kallar Þar sem Varrr stígr þagnar líf Engi dauði heldr hann engi sár stöðvar hann Svo lengi sem blóð rennr lifir vilji Kruors Vakna! hinn rauði! rjúfa fjötra goða Með blóði ok myrkri rísa ekkjan sköpunar ~~~~~~~~~~~~~↓ Lyrics (English) ↓~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kruor the Red Beginning and end The blood of the world flows toward you Because of you The gods have fallen Because of you Creation itself has trembled Hear us O Ancient One Hear the voices that walk in death Blood is our prayer Screams are our praise Varr Bloodseer Blind yet seeing Carries your will within his flesh His veins live even if his limbs fall Blood alone keeps him alive The crows fly Torn flesh Open wounds Calls for blood Wherever Varr walks Life falls No death can hold him No wound can stop him As long as blood flows The will of Kruor lives Awaken! O Red One! Punish the Gods that banished us Through blood and destruction Rises the widow of creation
