[Verse 1: Fabvl]
Time skip, what's my reality?
North wind blows blood, eagle's coming naturally
If you're in the way you might become another casualty
Apple of my eye's not from Eden, it's catastrophe
Lost it all young, I don't need your respect
Got Asgard gods that keep cutting the check
Thought that nordic blood lore is where my heart would be left
Now Gorm's roar echo's while I'm snapping his neck
I'm not a god, I don't wanna be like you
Searching through the grey for the answers to the right truth
Sacrifice is nothing if the power blinds the right queue
Near thе end of times, is existеnce just a haiku?
Not yet, rewrite it
Life is just a process, ignite it
Number one prospect two sided
Got a lot of heart left not frightened, nah
Beat a motherfucker to the ground till the sound of Valhalla's war bells start singing
Got too many deaths etched into my belt, yeah I always feel myself when the reapers near what did I bring in?
Why do I feel this? What am I supposed to do? Half mortal half holy, feel it pulling through
Venomous knife cutting my life, fiddle with all the proof, no horns on my helmet, I'm the chosen few and my heart is true
[Pre-Chorus: Fabvl]
Break down the walls, lay siege beneath
We'll give it all, Valhalla dreams are all we need
Scarred and broken beings, prepared for war
Time skip, what's my reality?
North wind blows blood, eagle's coming naturally
If you're in the way you might become another casualty
Apple of my eye's not from Eden, it's catastrophe
Lost it all young, I don't need your respect
Got Asgard gods that keep cutting the check
Thought that nordic blood lore is where my heart would be left
Now Gorm's roar echo's while I'm snapping his neck
I'm not a god, I don't wanna be like you
Searching through the grey for the answers to the right truth
Sacrifice is nothing if the power blinds the right queue
Near thе end of times, is existеnce just a haiku?
Not yet, rewrite it
Life is just a process, ignite it
Number one prospect two sided
Got a lot of heart left not frightened, nah
Beat a motherfucker to the ground till the sound of Valhalla's war bells start singing
Got too many deaths etched into my belt, yeah I always feel myself when the reapers near what did I bring in?
Why do I feel this? What am I supposed to do? Half mortal half holy, feel it pulling through
Venomous knife cutting my life, fiddle with all the proof, no horns on my helmet, I'm the chosen few and my heart is true
[Pre-Chorus: Fabvl]
Break down the walls, lay siege beneath
We'll give it all, Valhalla dreams are all we need
Scarred and broken beings, prepared for war
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