The Power Of Empathy Lyrics


The gods have just managed to tie Fanjariho to
the ground. Tiw

lost his right hand during the process; it was
the wolf's

security, a guarantee he would not be tricked;
but he was indeed.

His jaw has been bolted to the ground with a
broadsword, and foam

runs from his mouth in two rivers. The rivers Wan
and Wil - of

hope and will. The gods are laughing in joy, and
walk happily

back towards their home; the terrible wolf has
been rendered

harmless. Only Tiw is left, bleeding heavily from
the wrist,

watching the suffering of the wolf, as it twists
its body in

torment. He looks into the eyes of Fanjariho and
sees its very

soul, its pain and sorrow; its dreadful faith.
Getting up, he

walks back to Eron to let her heal his wound,
stop his bleeding.

Now he knows what it is like to see into the eyes
of Fire. He

will never be the same again, he did not only
lose his hand, when

on the island with the wolf.