Moon path lays before you in your dreams
 Armour is too heavy on your shoulders
 Standing on Drakkar gazing across the seas
 Touching your sword, and recall

 How you waded
 Into the Northern Sea
 Thor did help you to guide
 The seastead without fear.

 You never know how the tangle
 Of Nornirs will unfurl
 It may lay quietly, or issue coils
 Smoke coils upon the sea