So - Odin

Black wings, black wings, one eye, one eye.
Fate speaks, no lies.
Frozen ground, iron sky, ravens call, kings will die.
Rooms awake, under my skin the night begins,
The night begins.
Hang me high above the storm, take my eye and leave me torn.
I see the end before it comes, I hear the drums,
I hear the drums.
Nine nights, no breath, deep roots, one death,