14 June 2012
I'll admit this isn't love As is always portrayed, This is more like loyalty The way this game's been played. I loved your brother Haki, But I promised you first To be your lover, friend and muse In life, in saga, in verse.
I'll admit I did have feelings For you, noble lord, Much more than for Germans Or Danes or Finns galore He's the one who did this, Who started this furoar Who stirred up this whole bloodbath Which from Asgard poured, But I've promised you eternal love, Faithfulness in my bed, All those vows I offered you Were shared and have been said.
So watchman keep the hanging hill Under your vigilant eye, Tell my when they hang him, When they send my love to die. I will go too With the only man I have embraced, So maids go fetch the matches While I wipe tears from my face.
Gather up the fire wood, Place it all around, You say you'll come with me, That all our bodies will be found. So tie yourselves your nooses While I melt in the flames, Loyal to his honour, Just a pawn in their games. When he gives the signal We will go for he, Show them what it is To mess with those who united be.
Though they hang his coat first I know he will die pleased In the knowledge I was faithful. Now he can hang at ease.
Lovers #3: Signy And Hagbard • Opuss № I