I want to believe

Yet there is nothing more to believe

What would you say if i said would you, could you, how dare you

Do you want to see,

Care to touch what i feel and see,

Still you are doubters,haters, loathing and feeling

But not believing.


Then how do you?

Do you really have to,

Do you really need to,

Why cant you,

If you cant give that to yourself, then why ask it, why bother?


How then can you,

So you make it up, give meaning to it

Then it then be a purpose to your meaning

In the end it will be your justifications.

Now you have made yourself your own king or queen

On your own dominion

Making monsters out of your own dragons and demons

And saving them with your own angels.


Then it is your own myth

Can you believe you done it yourself,

Or was it just another belief becuz

You cant even believe in the first place


Othinal Thurizdae


As i helm my face today
I am tarnhelm.

Wander to wonder all the musings
I step on greki as freki assist me with my Sleipnirr.

Of all hammer, rings and mine eyes that i bled
My runic writings are stained
With music
My art
And my blade.

Transfigure to transmute,
Ahh sweet transformations
As myself bind myself
To the poison rock which
Walks towards

Undo the day

These hands
The left
To balance thy limit
The right
To use for maximum capacity

These feet
To stand on its heel
Move on its own

But when this mind see it’s faults
Arachne starts luring me into her den
Penelope picks up the strings
Then the myriad of its own calls
As Hugin is lost in me

Ahh, sweet confusion
Into Your bolgia
I reside
And make it more hades than hell on its own