The Allfather Speaks | Calm Viking Duet | Atmospheric Norse Ballad

The Allfather Speaks | Calm Viking Duet | Atmospheric Norse Ballad The Allfather Speaks — nine nights on Yggdrasil, one eye in Mimir's well, two ravens carrying Thought and Memory across all nine worlds. An authentic atmospheric viking ballad honoring the entire Norse pantheon — Odin the wanderer, Frigg the silent weaver, Thor's thunder, Freya's golden tears, Loki bound beneath the mountain, and one-handed Tyr who gave his sword arm for the law. The old gods are listening. The sagas must be told. 🔥 Lyrics: He hung nine nights upon the windswept tree, No food, no water, wounded by his spear. He gave his eye so that the blind could see — The price of wisdom is to persevere. Huginn and Muninn circle Midgard's sky, Thought and Memory riding morning air. What one forgets the other carries high — The Allfather sees all, and he is there. The völva woke from Hel's own silent hall, Spoke prophecy that Odin came to hear. She named each god who rises and who falls — From Yggdrasil's first root to Bifrost's tear. Frigg knows the fate of all but speaks to none, She weaves in silence on her golden loom. What has been woven cannot be undone — Not even by the gods can you change doom. By Gungnir's throw and Mimir's severed head, By the well of wisdom where the Allfather bled, We call the old names out across the cold — The gods are listening — the sagas must be told. Thor walks the earth when thunder fills the sky, His hammer Mjölnir blessing field and keel. He is not gentle — but nor does he lie — What Ásatrú holds, the true gods make you feel. Freya rides her chariot of cats at dusk, Collecting half the fallen from the field. Her tears are gold, her love is not a husk — She weeps for every warrior on his shield. Loki bound beneath the mountain stone, His serpent's venom dripping through the dark. He shaped the world and shaped it half alone — The trickster always leaves his crooked mark. Tyr who gave his sword hand to the beast, That Fenrir might be chained another age. Among the gods he is the noblest least — A one-armed god of law upon war's stage. By Gungnir's throw and Mimir's severed head, By the well of wisdom where the Allfather bled, We call the old names out across the cold — The gods are listening — the sagas must be told. Nine worlds hang on Yggdrasil's great frame — Asgard above and Niflheim below. Each root drinks deep from waters with no name — The tree holds all that mortals cannot know I am the wanderer... The hanged and the wise... I traded my eye... For what never dies. 🎵 Blood Oath →    / .  . 🎵 When Odin Sends the Dawn →    / .  . 🎵 Gates of Valhalla →    / .  . #vikingmusic #odin #yggdrasil #vikingduet #ravenhold Ravenhold — atmospheric viking music born from fire, frost and forgotten fjords. We create original duet songs inspired by Norse mythology, ancient sagas and the silence of the northern lands. Every track tells a story of love, loss, war and remembrance — carried by two voices echoing across the water. 🔥 New songs released weekly 🪶 Calm ballads, epic chants & cinematic norse folk ⚔️ For fans of viking history, dark folk and atmospheric music Subscribe and let the fjord remember your name. --- For collaborations and business inquiries: [[email protected]]