Dear Valkyrie, Never Known

The last of the Valkyries has fallen,

Alone into the world of men

Her eyes proclaimed the Revelation

Her lips, the end of sin

For the sake of the electric beats of her heart

Annihilation stayed his hand

Seeking his exoneration

In her warning reprimand

The roots of the world tree are dying

All runners sent forth to signal the end.

Calling our souls to liberation,

And some to consummation.

The newborn child cried out in my arms

Vibrations untying the air

The voice of a thousand generations

Prophesying an eternal despair

Was it in sorrow for a life once lost

Or perhaps for the journey to come?

For a future of fear and of loneliness

Or the death of the helpless one?

For the gods who hung upon thy trees,

Tribulation

and

Ragnarök

For the burden of sin and

Of impotence

For the suffering

Of the child

For the havoc of woes,

Of being and blood

For the magic of love and

Betrayal

Woe