Gungnir

ᚷᚢᚷᚾᛁᚱ

Phantom weapon I feel your presence on my shoulder, in my fist
Drinker of blood I hear your sighs
Echoing through me

I desire their deeds

Steady spear I've seen you kill a hundredfold
Thirsty creation I never tire of your work
Your trajectory like holy grace never misses

I long to feel you
To truly hold and possess
Your corporeal form closer to me than love and kisses
Weapon and man united in form
Locked in the cliffside dance

Mighty Gungnir
Old dragon
Whisperer of ruin
Silent Scepter
I heft your mighty burden with caution and lust
I long to water your red roots