Ghost of Two Lands (Intro) (A slow, mournful melody on a lyre Overtaken by the deep, resonant drone of a tagelharpa The sounds clash, then find a dissonant harmony) (Verse 1) The snow of Midgard falls, a shroud of silent grey It cannot hide the scent of ash, the heat of a Spartan day This axe, a frozen weight, where twin infernos swung A father to a stranger son, in a land where I'm unwelcome (Pre-Chorus) The Oracle's curse, the Norns' cold, weaving thread A tapestry of violence, the same crimson thread A boy who asks of mothers, a ghost who knows of wives Two pantheons of pain, the two halves of my lives (Chorus) OH MOTHERS! Oí mátes! IN THE HOUSE OF THE UNDERWORLD! Sto spíti tou chthóna! OUTLAW GOD! Útlægr Guð! SON OF WAR! Stríðs sonur! The blood of Olympus, the frost of Jötunheim One ghost, two chains, bound in a single name! (Verse 2) The witch-queen's righteous fury, a mirror to my own A mother's love turned weapon, like a seed in sand I've sown Her vengeance is a tempest, a storm from Aeolus' bag I see my own reflection in her grief, a tattered, bloody flag (Pre-Chorus) The All-Father's scheming, a web of lies and dread It smells of Zeus's thunder, the same betrayals bred My son seeks Loki's cunning, I fear the trickster's path It leads to broken temples in a god's world-ending wrath (Chorus) OH MOTHERS! Oí mátes! IN THE HOUSE OF THE UNDERWORLD! Sto spíti tou chthóna! OUTLAW GOD! Útlægr Guð! SON OF WAR! Stríðs sonur! The blood of Olympus, the frost of Jötunheim One ghost, two chains, bound in a single name! (Mighty Bridge) I have stood on Olympos' peak and cast a tyrant down! I have drowned all Nine Realms in a legendary frown! I was the Ghost of Sparta! The Monster you were told! A weapon for the gods, a story bought and sold! The mural showed an end... a prophecy of stone... A fallen god, alone... his sins upon the throne... But the boy... my son... he saw a different way... "Be better," she had said, "Do not just obey." The cycle ends not with a blade, but with a broken chain. To defy my fate, I must endure the pain. Not of flesh, but of hope... a far more terrifying thing... To be the shield for Realms, when the dread Valkyries sing! Do I bring Ragnarök... or a second, stranger life? The choice is mine to make, not read from prophecy's knife! (Epic Finale Chorus) OH MOTHERS! OÍ MÁTES! IN THE HOUSE OF THE UNDERWORLD! STO SPÍTI TOU CHTHÓNA! OUTLAW GOD! ÚTLÆGR GUÐ! SON OF WAR! STRÍÐS SONUR! THE BLOOD OF OLYMPUS, THE FROST OF JÖTUNHEIM! ONE GHOST, TWO CHAINS, FORGED IN A BETTER NAME! (Outro) (Instrumental climax, then fading to just the tagelharpa's drone and lyre's echo) Not a ghost... Not a monster... But a father... For my son...
