Sacred Horse - Enslaved

Along the path I laid

Saw it race by

Memories in tow

Into the belly of the earth

Light of dawn, all alone

Char-like shadows, slither away — through water

Wounded, burned and without site

Not waiting for another night

Now headed for the wild

Called from afar and within — through soil

Leaving lost wars behind

Wildfires of need, calm waters of the mind — through thought

Battle cries now resounded

On a field at the world’s end

A clash of gods and giants

In the centre of the mind

Through emotion

Through reality

Saw a mound

Had to bury

Sung for another me

Had to do (it), so that I could be

One for sight

Two for flesh

Three were the norns

Four corners of the worlds

Five the number of a man

Six one two and three

Seven streams of blood

Eight-legged child of Loke