[Verse 1] Steel in my soul, thunder in my chest, A tempest brewing, but I crave the rest. Fjord winds whisper, callin’ me to roam, But I’m anchored here, this cage my home. Axes in my dreams, blood rivers flow, Skies painted crimson where the cold winds blow. Runes carved deep in the bark of my brain, Each line a story, each scar a chain. [Prechorus] Grip tight the lock, the beast thrashes loud, A storm in the dark, a shadow in the crowd. [Chorus] I try, I try, the berserker in me, Longs to run wild, but I hold the key. Never will he be the one that you see, Rattle the chains—tell me, what will it be? [Verse 2] Odin’s eye watches, wisdom I seek, But the fire inside burns hotter each week. Shield walls call, but my heart stays still, Battle cries echo from a far-off hill. Rage claws the bars, leaves scratches on steel, A beast on a leash, but the hunger’s real. Feast on my calm, it’ll starve your intent, Peace is my weapon; your strength is spent.
