In The Shadow Of a Mountain

This ancient mountain is tall and black

Shadow draws ancient and cold

My men and I have journeyed forth

But alas, the trail has grown old

My father set out ere the winter came

And naught of his travels we learned

And spring has come and gone again

Yet never did we see his return

Many men have followed

To learn where father had gone

With prickled necks we venture forth

Into the shadow of a mountain

The journey here has been cruel and fierce

Forward through sun, snow and sleet

Through every season we have come to this place

To learn of my kinsmens sad fate

Deep within this ice-scorned place

A crack that is cold as night

Deep in this craig on mountains-side

My father's body locked in ice

To this place I have come at last

To learn of that evil truth

His life has been taken from me

And with it has gone my youth

Some enemy has sundered his limbs

Left his body a husk

Some enemy has torn him piece from piece

They left him to die in the dusk

I cry to the gods, the all-powerful ones

Who surely must witness my pain

I cry to the gods of the wind and the sea

Now, give me my enemy's name

Suddenly, revealed to me

Askew-ed from vision, a shrine in the snow

Runes laid in stone tell of ethereal being

I am skadhi, and this is my home

Skadhi, I cry to the wind

Dweller of old thrymsheim

Skadhi, queen of the frozen mount

I beg for my enemy's name