Ride to Gnitaheath

Album: The Volsung Legacy Saga: Blood of the Dragon, Blood of the Raven Link to whole album: https://suno.com/playlist/fdfc9c17-17... Song text. The forge grew silent, the fire burned low, The blade was ready, the time had come to go, Gram gleamed bright beneath the morning sun, A weapon worthy of the chosen one. Grani pawed the earth and tossed his mane, As if he sensed the road and knew the name, Beyond the mountains, far beyond the heath, The dragon waited upon Gnitaheath. The ravens circled high above, Watching the rider the old gods loved, The winds carried whispers through the sky, Of fate awaiting where heroes ride. Ride to Gnitaheath, Ride through storm and rain, Ride beyond the edge of fear, Where legends earn their name. Ride to Gnitaheath, Ride where shadows breathe, For destiny waits beyond the hills, Upon the dragon's heath. Through ancient forests dark and deep, Past rivers where forgotten spirits sleep, The world grew still with every mile, As if the Norns themselves would smile. The threads were woven long before my birth, The pattern hidden underneath the earth, Each hoofbeat echoed through the land, Guided by an unseen hand. The clouds rolled heavy overhead, The living walked beside the dead, The road ahead was carved in stone, Yet still I rode the path alone. Ride to Gnitaheath, Ride through storm and rain, Ride beyond the edge of fear, Where legends earn their name. Ride to Gnitaheath, Ride where shadows breathe, For destiny waits beyond the hills, Upon the dragon's heath. The gold of Andvari lay hidden there, Beneath a curse and dragon's stare, But treasure never called to me, Only honor and destiny. For wealth will fade and kingdoms fall, Yet courage echoes beyond them all, And every rider one day learns, The price a hero earns. Ride to Gnitaheath, The hour has finally come, The earth begins to shake beneath, Like thunder from a drum. Ride to Gnitaheath, The dragon waits ahead, And before another dawn shall rise, One of us lies dead. The stars burned cold above the sky, Two ravens watched the rider pass by, And Sigurd rode through wind and night, Toward Fafner and the final fight.