Ansuz: The Ferocity


Imbued with hatred you annihilate our rites.
Delightfully we crush what is left of you.
It is told in the runes.
You shall not enter, you shall not reign, you shall not be.

You've taken a step too far.
You fumble in the light set out to die.
There is no going back.

Ravenously scoffing our jeers.
You spit in our necks.
Where is your halo now?
The ferocity has you too.

What is reality?
Another dimension throughout time?
Set me out there.

I was struck to the ground, with the sound of my laughter through the air.

You do not know what you have done.

And so, the sea lay glittering in the evening sun.
The barren landscape that we possess.
Northern lights painting the skies, all gone.
At least we go with pride.

Ravenously scoffing our jeers.
You spit in our necks.
Where is your halo now?
The ferocity has you too.

[Soolo - Pate]

[Soolo - Ă–sse]

I feel your needs and you need to feel.
It makes me hunter, it makes you prey.

You do not know what you have done.