The Flight Of Sleipnir - Nine Worlds Lyrics

The Ancient sun sets, I rise again
I rise again
Journey Long and toilsome
I stand before the spring
before the spring
Waters flow beneath me
the eyes of the one who knows
the one who knows
Water which spouts my judgment
Nine worlds my final home
My final home
Searching, through wind and summer's rain,
Searching, for my hasted shallow grave.
Forgotten by the hall up high Forgotten but glory shall be mine