[Intro]
Green drop. White bone.
God-mouth. Stone throne.

[Verse 1]
It struck my brow like a nail of light,
It ate through skin with serpent bite.
My teeth rang hard in the mountain seam,
My son's cord tightened inside the scream.
I saw the hall, I saw the feast,
I saw each god become a beast.
The drop ran down through eye and cheek,
And every root below me shrieked.

[Pre-Chorus]
No blade, no spear, no forge-born chain
Could name the shape of venom pain.
I bit the dark, I broke my breath,
And kicked the floor beneath all death.

[Chorus]
Venom on the face, venom on the face,
Asgard trembles in its place.
Bind the tongue, but not the quake,
Every realm will feel me break.

[Verse 2]
The cattle bolted through frozen fields,
Kings dropped cups and cracked their shields.
Mothers woke with ash in hair,
Wolves sang low in the iron air.
Jotunheim heard the mountain moan,
Midgard shook in bed and stone.
Even Odin turned his head,
Counting debts among the dead.

[Chorus]
Venom on the face, venom on the face,
Asgard trembles in its place.
Bind the tongue, but not the quake,
Every realm will feel me break.

[Instrumental Break][Blast beats and dissonant tremolo riffs rip around the three-note tagelharpa motif.]

[Bridge]
If pain is all the gods have left,
Then pain shall be their herald.
If law is built on child-theft,
Then law shall crack and perish.

[Breakdown]
Face to venom.
Bone to stone.
World to shiver.
Throne to throne.

[Final Chorus]
Venom on the face, venom on the face,
Asgard trembles in its place.
Bind the tongue, but not the quake,
Every realm will feel me break.
Venom on the face, venom on the face,
Fimbulwinter finds its gate.

[Outro]
The drop dried black. The cave breathed cold.
And far above, the first fields froze.
