Descent

A great gift of the ancient mountain
In the earth and the water
In the well of darkness I found truth
My story of birth came true

Thirty days and thirty nights
I climbed towards the depths of the earth
The horn-clad one walked solemnly
One that has tasted the truth and become cleansed

I saw the path of the sun and the moon
I saw the path of truth, so lonely
A rune foretold war and horrors
A rune told me of blood and rage