Message

Freyja hold me,
see me through
the darkest night
and keep me true.

"Great forests fall
and mountains tall
reduced to dust",
The Disir call,

their voices rough,
their cries are heard,
"Remember each
the wolf, the bird."

"They need us now
to keep them free.
Protect, preserve
their dignty."

The future's gift,
our children's land
corrupted by
the hands of man.

Our actions tell
the choice we make.
It's ours to give
or ours to take.

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