Fenrir Music | The Untamed Fury of the World Wolf

Unleash the might of Fenrir, the colossal wolf of Norse mythology! 🐺⚡🔥 Born from chaos 🌪️ and destined to challenge the gods ⚔️👑, Fenrir’s fury shakes the heavens 🌌 and heralds the prophecy of destiny 🔮. Inspired by ancient myths 📜 and epic tales 🏔️, this dark fantasy composition brings to life the boundless rage 💥 and unstoppable power of the World Wolf.

Feel the tension of the chains ⛓️, the echo of Týr’s lost hand ✋, and the roar 🗣️ that will burn the skies 🌑. A tribute to the legendary Fenrir 🐺, this music captures the primal essence of myth 🪶 and destiny 🌠.

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Lyrics:

From shadows born, where chaos takes its form,
I rose in wrath, a primal, coming storm.
The Aesir watched me, faces pale and torn,
A monstrous wolf, in their green lands forlorn.
They came with chains, with steel both thick and strong,
To bind the beast where he did not belong.
I broke their links, proved their visions wrong,
My boundless strength, unbroken all along.

The first was Lædingr, a snare they cast,
I crushed it swift, a memory of the past.
The second, Drómi, they swore would last,
But iron fails when Fenrir stands steadfast.

I am Fenrir, a fury yet unbound,
A prophecy that shakes the sacred ground.
Through Týr’s lost hand, my vengeance will resound,
For Gleipnir’s curse, where fate is tightly wound.
The sun turns black when I shatter my yoke,
The Allfather falls beneath my final stroke.
My howl will burn the heavens as I spoke,
Fenrir waits, for destiny’s last cloak.

The third they forged, with dwarven cunning lore,
As light as silk, yet stronger evermore.
With fear in their eyes, they swore a sacred oath,
But I smelled the venom, the deceitful growth.
Then Týr stepped forth, with courage in his gaze,
He placed his hand within my jaw’s cruel blaze.
The oath was broken in that bitter haze,
And bound I lingered, till the end of days.

The first was Lædingr, a snare they cast,
I crushed it swift, a memory of the past.
The second, Drómi, they swore would last,
But iron fails when Fenrir stands steadfast.

I am Fenrir, a fury yet unbound,
A prophecy that shakes the sacred ground.
Through Týr’s lost hand, my vengeance will resound,
For Gleipnir’s curse, where fate is tightly wound.
The sun turns black when I shatter my yoke,
The Allfather falls beneath my final stroke.
My howl will burn the heavens as I spoke,
Fenrir waits, for destiny’s last cloak.

The bonds now hold me, a prisoner of their fears,
They cheered in triumph, they wept with hollow tears.
But Týr’s lost hand, the price of gods’ deceit,
My rage lies silent, yet it will not retreat.
I feel the tremors of the world decline,
The threads of fate are woven, dark, divine.
The sun will vanish, and the moon won’t shine,
The Allfather’s end—forever will be mine.

I am Fenrir, a fury yet unbound,
A prophecy that shakes the sacred ground.
Through Týr’s lost hand, my vengeance will resound,
For Gleipnir’s curse, where fate is tightly wound.
The sun turns black when I shatter my yoke,
The Allfather falls beneath my final stroke.
My howl will burn the heavens as I spoke,
Fenrir waits, for destiny’s last cloak.

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