Path of the chosen

(Verse 1) Bare feet on frost, wind in her braid, Born of the starlight, yet unafraid. The runes whispered truths she could not yet see— A soul forged in silence, a child of prophecy. (Pre-Chorus) She walks the line ’twixt death and dawn, A lightbearer where no light shone. Not crowned by gold, but fate and flame— A shieldmaiden with no need for name. ⸻ (Chorus) She is the chosen, the breaker of chains, The fire that flows in ancestral veins. With love as her weapon, her spirit the guide— She stands for the fallen, the broken, the blind. From shadow to sunrise, she carries the spark— A warrior of light, igniting the dark. ⸻ (Verse 2) The earth is her altar, the stars her song, She knows where the brave and the wounded belong. Not born for conquest, but born to unite— To bring back the lost to the path of the light. (Pre-Chorus) Freyja walks with her, Odin stands guard, The Norns weave her steps through memory’s shard. Each scar a symbol, each tear a vow— She does not bow—she rises now. ⸻ (Chorus) She is the chosen, the healer of war, Who opens the veils and unlocks the door. With peace on her tongue and power in grace, She lifts every soul she dares to face. From silence to thunder, she sings to the stars— A warrior of love with battle-born scars. ⸻ (Bridge) Oh daughter of flame, you carry the dawn, The world tree remembers the truth you’ve drawn. Not just one—but one of the All, Answering the sacred ancestral call. ⸻ (Final Chorus) We are the chosen, the many, the light— Rising as one to reclaim the night. With unity blazing, with hearts opened wide— We walk with the fierce, the fallen, the wise. No more divided, no longer apart— We carry the flame… and it lives in our heart.