A Saga Untold

The frost carves runes in the iron ground. Mountains whisper where the gods are

bound. Through the storm, I hear the old ones sing. A howl of wolves

crowns the Iceborne king. Raise the shield high, let the cold winds

bite. Throne of the North in eternal night. Axes clash, sparks light the

sky. Under the moon, we'll never die. Ships like shadows cross the midnight

sea. Horns strike thunder, hearts pound free. Banners flying with the raven's cry

under Valhalla's watchful eye. The stars above are swords in the dark.

Every breath is a warrior's mark. Raise the shield high, let the cold winds