Carers of the mighty tree
That holds nine worlds together
Controllers of the fate
For all who live and all who die
Keepers of all destiny
They carve the ancient runes
Spinning the threads of all time
They foresee your every move
Dwelling by the roots
Of the revered Yggdrasil
You are at their mercy
Norns, whose blood will spill?
All father filled with envy
He proves himself to the runes
By tying a noose around his neck
And gouging out his eye
Hanging from the tree
He calls out to the runes
Nine long days and nights
Until the secrets are revealed
Future
Ending
Power
Eternity
Keepers of all destiny
They carve the ancient runes
Spinning the threads of all time
They foresee your every move
Dwelling by the roots
Of the revered Yggdrasil
You are at their mercy
Norns, whose blood will spill?