Sorg Uten Tårer

Siegfried

Sorg Uten Tårer


My father
Was killed
By the father of the gods

His sword
Shattered
To dust

Born of Odin's fury
Destined to be immortal
With a sword that cuts through the anvil
I will ride the son of Sleipnir

I ll slay the dragon
And bathe in its blood
I ll feast on its heart
Siegfried, the immortal and wise

Poisoned to forget who my woman was
Deceived despite wisdom, slain in slumber