Myth and Mist

Pre-Chorus
Hush now—don’t break the spell,
The hidden folk know earth too well.

Chorus
Sing me home through myth and mist,
Where rune-light hums on a stranger’s wrist.
Elves in the hills, and trolls in the rain,
Old gods waking in the wind again.
If I lose my name in the northern night,
Let the saga find me by firelight—
Lead me on, where the world grows thin,
In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist.

Verse 2
Down by the fjord where the seals roll in,
A selkie’s sorrow wears my skin.
She leaves her coat on the ocean floor,
Comes up singing at my door.
Hekla breathes like a distant drum,
Ash like snow when the dark times come.
And in the long night, lantern low,
I hear the Yule Lad’s footstep snow.

Pre-Chorus
Keep your laughter soft, your heart held tight,
Grýla’s hungry in the white.

Bridge
I carry a stone with a carved-out sign,
Not for power—just to remind:
The land is alive, and it hears my steps,
It keeps its promises, keeps its debts.
So I leave a cup for the ones unseen,
A little milk where the grass grows green,
And I ask the dark for gentler teeth—
Let mercy move beneath.

Final Chorus
Sing me home through myth and mist,
Where rune-light hums on a stranger’s wrist.
Elves in the hills, and trolls in the rain,
Old gods waking in the wind again.
If I lose my name in the northern night,
Let the saga find me by firelight—
Lead me on, where the world grows thin,
In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist.

Outro
In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist,
Stone and story—hold me close.
In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist,
I am not alone.

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Verse 1 On the rift where old worlds parted wide, Þingvellir holds the mountain’s pride. Birch trees whisper, thin and brave, Names of those the sagas saved. I walk with dusk on my shoulders slow, Past lava fields where the fireflowers grow, And every stone has a listening face— Like it remembers my blood and place. Pre-Chorus Hush now—don’t break the spell, The hidden folk know earth too well. Chorus Sing me home through myth and mist, Where rune-light hums on a stranger’s wrist. Elves in the hills, and trolls in the rain, Old gods waking in the wind again. If I lose my name in the northern night, Let the saga find me by firelight— Lead me on, where the world grows thin, In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist. Verse 2 Down by the fjord where the seals roll in, A selkie’s sorrow wears my skin. She leaves her coat on the ocean floor, Comes up singing at my door. Hekla breathes like a distant drum, Ash like snow when the dark times come. And in the long night, lantern low, I hear the Yule Lad’s footstep snow. Pre-Chorus Keep your laughter soft, your heart held tight, Grýla’s hungry in the white. Chorus Sing me home through myth and mist, Where rune-light hums on a stranger’s wrist. Elves in the hills, and trolls in the rain, Old gods waking in the wind again. If I lose my name in the northern night, Let the saga find me by firelight— Lead me on, where the world grows thin, In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist. Bridge I carry a stone with a carved-out sign, Not for power—just to remind: The land is alive, and it hears my steps, It keeps its promises, keeps its debts. So I leave a cup for the ones unseen, A little milk where the grass grows green, And I ask the dark for gentler teeth— Let mercy move beneath. Final Chorus Sing me home through myth and mist, Where rune-light hums on a stranger’s wrist. Elves in the hills, and trolls in the rain, Old gods waking in the wind again. If I lose my name in the northern night, Let the saga find me by firelight— Lead me on, where the world grows thin, In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist. Outro In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist, Stone and story—hold me close. In the myth and mist, in the myth and mist, I am not alone.

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