Runic Possession

Fe can be prison,

If one isn’t wise,

For all of desire,

Wears its’ disguise,

If made in masses,

One takes his chances,

Without it he would-

Most certainly rot.

Ur is the kettle,

Steaming on fire,

Screaming with fury,

Sounds of creation,

Hoof in the soil,

Horns up at heaven,

Creature of mighty,

Ancient endurance.

Thurs are the native,

Gods of the soil,

Forces of chaos,

Darkness and wisdom,

Dwell in the forest,

The heart of the stone,

Archaic shield,

The hammer and thorn.

Oss is the Daemon

The core of the Self

Krishna and Shiva

Internal and all

8 legs of terror

Carry the father

Dispenser of gifts

Of breath, art, and war.

Reid is the motion,

Tempo and rhythm,

Commanding order,

Under the cosmos,

Following patterns,

Internal cycles,

Around and around,

Again, and again.

Kaun will destroy you,

If fearful you live,

Attachment to flesh,

Makes it burn that much more,

Let your soul go free,

To the Gods give thee,

If one will control,

This holy fire.

Hagal is hardship,

When water has died,

Fall from the heavens,

A crystal disguise,

Beauty wreaks havoc,

On those unaware,

New life is stirring,

Under broken stalks.

Naud is the nail,

That pierces the soul,

Trial and error,

Ignite the fire,

Conquering spirit,

Sheer force of the Will,

Closer and closer,

To the gates of Hel.

Is is the frozen,

Stillness of being,

The Gods of decay,

Less potent against,

Moving with cosmos,

Ebbing and flowing,

Far in the distance,

Before there was time.

Ar is the pleasant,

Harvest of riches,

A potent symbol,

The rune after 9,

Prosperity comes,

Prosperity goes,

Years like to travel,

Wheels on the road.

Sol burns with fury,

The powerful flame,

Vanquish the darkness,

I call on your name,

Sunna the shining,

Goddess of fire,

Destroy every woe,

And weakness within.

Tyr is God and judge,

Godi of justice,

Father of daylight,

Loyal and mighty,

A prophetic doom,

Beset you when He,

The God of the hanged,

Brought forth the old witch.

Bjarkan makes mighty-

Men fall to their knees,

The goddess of Hel,

Her half that is life,

Medicinal tree,

A beauty to see,

Below these old roots,

The dead call to me.

Madr is stretching,

Arms towards the sky,

It is said that man-

Once came from two trees,

They washed up on shore,

With no shape or form,

Till the 3-faced God,

Brought them their honor.

Lagu is the night,

The moon and the tide,

Expansive and deep,

Mysterious world,

The sanguine water,

A formless life-force,

That which also drowns

Touches all that breathes.

Yr is Yggdrasil,

The evergreen tree,

A symbol of life,

Concealing death,

Connecting the worlds,

Of heaven and Hel,

Mirror the cosmos,

Map of ancient space.