Before the Gods Are Named

Áður en nöfn guða rísa Áður en örlög bindast Barn gengur í hljóði Milli íss og elds I walk where the mountains listen And the snow remembers my breath They speak of wars I haven’t lived Of deaths I haven’t met The world is loud with ancient names They fall like crowns on me But I am still learning how to stand Still learning how to be I am not the god they fear I am not the end they see I am just a voice still forming In the dark of destiny Blood may fall upon the snow But I don’t walk this path alone I hold a light, unsure and slow Still learning how to grow They tell me fate is carved in stone Older than the sky But every step I take alone Asks me who I am I feel the fire in my veins The silence in his eyes He says the choice is always mine Even if the world denies I am not the god they fear I am not the war they claim I’m just a voice that hasn’t grown Still finding strength in being young Blood may fall upon the snow But seeds still sleep beneath the white I walk before the gods are named Before the world decides my name Örlög hvísla, hjarta slær Barn sér ljós þar enginn sér I am not the past they wrote I am not the crown of blame If this story starts with me Let it start before the name Blood may fall upon the snow But dawn will rise the same I walk before the gods are named And choose who I become