Prophecies of the Celestial War

Whispers in the shadowed glen,

Ancient voices call again,

Norn, the chosen, hear the cry,

Prophets' voices in the sky.

Beneath the moon's cold, silver light,

Oracles speak of endless night,

Secrets of the gods they weave,

Paths of destiny they conceive.

He stands at the crossroads, soul aflame,

Bound by the fate carved in his name,

To slay the gods, to break the chains,

Through mortal fears and ancient pains.

Rise, Norn, traveler of the cosmic seas,

Burn the darkness, unleash the keys,

Prophecies whisper in the winds so wild,

Slay the gods, the earth's exiled child.

From hallowed halls of stone and fire,

Guided by the celestial squire,

Oracles' voices in his mind,

Unveiling truths the stars confined.

Journey through worlds beyond the veil,

Face the gods with iron gale,

In his heart, a fire untamed,

A hero's destiny proclaimed.

Rise, Norn, traveler of the cosmic seas,

Burn the darkness, unleash the keys,

Prophecies whisper in the winds so wild,

Slay the gods, the earth's exiled child.

Through storms and shadows, he prevails,

His armor shining, divine tales,

No chains can hold the destined one,

His quest has only just begun.

Now the gods are fallen low,

Norn's legend through ages will grow,

The prophets' words carved in stone,

The world reborn, anew, alone.