The unknown viking ruler
In the cold lands where northern winds roar
a man raised on the legends of gods and kings
was thunderborn on the cold and hard shore
carried by Odins wisdoms and Thors swings
He was the unspoken both fierce and proud
created by the whispers of gods in the deep
But he arouse to the skies on battled cloud
one day they would chose his soul to keep
From Valhalls halls where the fallen feast
a rave sent to whisper the divine command
by Odin himself the wise and the beast
told the unknown to be the ruler of land
As decreed by the gods it was his fate
with a hammer and axe forged by fire
He wield the power to seal the state
did rise as the worlds eternal sire
Not just by men but of the land and sea
the unknowns story is anointed and true
he was the chosen one a legend to be
and ruled the World beyond what one knew
The lands bowed down to his iron will
as Odin watched from his seat upon high
From fjords of ice to the mountains still
he grinned above towards the endless sky