In Eternity

In quiet hours as the morning grows dim

I sense a new era, its whisper growing within

Bells from a foreign age ring out their desire

Yet in my heart the old gods' flame shall never tire

Ancient powers, eternal and deep

Live on in our runes and the legends we keep

Crucifixes rise, shining in distant lands

But I know that Odin still holds fate in his hands

Odin, oh Allfather, wise and strong

Your eternal fire endures, defying what is wrong

When new times come and doubt weaves its tale