Ravens

Am C G Am
Am C D E
Am C G D
Am C G Am

High Lord hanging from a dead man's tree
Nine long nights until his soul was free
Pierced his side by his own hand
Gave his life for the soul of man

One eye given to truly see
Two into one was Mimers fee
Drank from the well the Norns attend
Saw through the Runes to the hearts of men

Woke up falling right down to the ground
Heard the Runesong tumbling down
Held the keys to unlock the veil
Found his way on the road to hell

One eyed wanderer with an ancient spear
Plumbed the depths of his rage and fear
Drank from the cup of Mimir's well
Saw his death and the shackles fell

Ravens flying at the speed of thought
Wolf pack crying where their Lord has fought
Foes and villains will surely flee
Who'd dare contend with the likes of thee

Eight legged steed with a gift of flight
Carries Odin through the lonely night
Heimdall guarding the rainbow ford
Faithful servant of the Raven Lord

Ravens flying so don't you pretend
Your feeble crying has come to an end
When doom comes knocking down your door 
You'd best be riding the rage of war

Valkyries flying all overhead
Lifting the valiant from the dead
To the golden halls of your delight
So don't go dying without a fight 

High Lord hanging from a dead man's tree
Nine long nights until his soul was free
Pierced his side by his own hand
Gave his life for the soul of man