(deep rumble, distant chanting)

Bound… and waiting…

Breath… is fading…

They lay you down on sacred stone

Stripped of name, of kin, of home

Cold iron rings around your hands

No voice remains to make demands

The circle watches, silent, wide

No place to run, no place to hide

Eyes like embers, fixed on you

As ancient shadows gather through

Feel the weight upon your chest

An unseen hand denies you rest

Blood eagle rising… in the night…

Bones like branches… forced to light…

Breath is breaking… spirit torn…

In this place… you are reborn…

Leather pulled and tightened slow

Till breath becomes a dying glow

The spine beneath the frozen air

Feels the touch of something there

A crack like thunder, low and deep

Echoes where the old gods sleep

Your body bends to will unknown

No longer yours… no longer whole

(layered voices, uneven rhythm)

Wingless… wingless… now take flight…

Through the veil… into the night…

Bound to earth… yet called above…

Marked in pain… by death… not love…

The sky splits open, black and wide

Something stirs on the other side

Not a god of golden hall—

But something that devours all

You feel yourself begin to fade

As if your soul itself’s unmade

The watchers chant, the fire bends

This is not where death… just ends

Blood eagle rising… hear the sound…

Of breaking silence all around…

No mercy given, none to save…

Only darkness… only grave…

Wings of terror, carved in night…

Carry you beyond the light…

In the end, your fate is sealed…

To the void you are revealed…

You are revealed…

(almost silent drums, deep voice)

Bound…

Broken…

Offered…

(fading heartbeat)

No hall awaits…

No song is sung…

Only the wind…

And what you’ve become…

And what you’ve BECOME…

And what you’ve become…