Ode to Odin: Images of a Fractured Past

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we all have a past it's what makes us who we are so i'm going to share with you just a small glimpse of mine all father god my cries are only echoes that return upon my ears weighing down my soul instilling loki's fear all father god where did i stall upon which stone upon my narrow path did i stumble and fall i stormed through life without a guide a listless ship at sea upon a hungry ocean seeking light so desperately death is on my lips exhaled from deep within from chambers in my chest that poked the blood of all my kin ten rolls of stone around my heart that petrify my soul this life that i have wore for valet gift and kin and gold asgard the great on high it's me your servant axe in him valhalla's blood am i but now i am alone my bones my heart need rest vile scrolling silhouettes that feed upon my breath evils that escape my heart that breathe my soul with death where are you thor does your anger burn my prayer is my soul so blackened that the norns can't see my fair where are you tired why am i so oppressed will you remain forever gone from this warrior who once blessed you