When The Might Of The Storm Becomes Mine

My warrior spirit kneels with faith
When I hear the mighty roars in the sky
Candlelights die out as the wind blows strong.

The smell of thunderstorm drives me in trance
As my soul awakes to the folk-consciousness of Asgard
And the wind blows stronger.

Rain falls heavily from above
And I awake from my day dream
I'm amazed by the strength of the storm
As I see flashes hammering the ground.

And beyond the grey mantle of the sky
Thor, in his journey, strengthens my will
And reminds me of my duties towards
My folk and my ancestors.

Fearless Thor! Endow me with courage
Stand above me and aid me in my fight
I promise you that I won't know fear
Nor, cowardice.

Storm's essence possesses my heart
And I absorb this energy
I feel it in my blood; I feel it in my flesh
This new strength gives me the power
To draw in the well of my ancestor's might
The force to win!

I'm now ready to wage the war!