Fate Of Norns - Amon Amarth

I feel a chill in my heart

Like lingering winter cold

I and my son are torn apart

He was just six winters old

My first-born was he

And the last of my kin

The last one to carry my name

Death smiled at him its deadly grin

There is no one for me to blame

The fate of Norns await us all

There is no way to escape

The day to answer Oden's call

Or walk through hel's gate

I carry him to my ship

He seems to be asleep

But the deep blue colour of his lips

Is enough to make me weep

No man should have to bury his child

Yet this has been my share

The tears I shed run bitter and wild

It's a heavy burden to bear

His body feels so light in my arms

His skin is pale as snow

Yet his weight feels heavy in my heart

As my sadness continues to grow

Allfather!

What fate has been given me?

Why must I suffer?

Why must I feel this pain?

Allfather!

LIfe has lost it's meaning to me

I think I'm going insane!

I lay him down on a pyre

A burial worthy a king

And as I lie down by his side

I hear the weaving norns sing

The fate of Norns await us all

There is no way to escape

The day to answer Oden's call

Or walk through hel's gate

The fate of Norns await us all

I know this to be true

It's time to answer Oden's call

My son, he calls for me and you