One lousy night I was born

under the gaze of darkness

in the unbearable heat

I got my feet

I was silent

ready to be violent

Under the scorching sun,

under the red-stained moon

I listen in silence

men talking about violence

Brave, cowardly men, all sorts

of them

I see, I hear

talks about fear

War is close

men are restless

I am not, I feel a desire

I am ready to unleash

sacred fire

Skull bashing

blood rushing

pools of red

in my head

Tons of severed limbs

producing horrible screams

Still, I am silent

ready to be violent

was this my fate too

produce this hate?

I am a sacred Sword,

I am told that I was Nord

have I no other purpose?

Am I just a cold stell

under somebody will?

with me, they even kneel

with me, they finally feel

I am a silent dreamer,

violent deceiver

I bring death I slice heads

I am, last will

I bring heartless steel

Under the polar star

I decided to go far

under the light of green

wonders await to be seen

in northern silence, I lost my thirst for violence

I feel like true Nord

I became more than a sword

No more I will be steel

under somebody’s will

Under the polar star,

I must go far

The hidden door is open,

my will, not broken

I had seen enough

I had heard too much

I don’t need one more touch

I see the arm of fate

I don’t wanna be late

without spoken word

I know…

I am not a sword

I am star

destined to go far

words fail me

I am free

I can finally see

In a place where death has no face

This terrible lie must die

I am not a sword

I am true Nord

I am a sacred tune

I am a fearless rune

I feel again

I am…

I am free,

I can finally see

I wish you well,

please, don’t tell.