Old Gods of Asgard: The Poet and the Muse

The song “The Poet and the Muse“ by Old Gods of Asgard . Poets of the Fall. Lyrics are below. Lyrics: There’s an old tale wrought with the mystery of Tom The poet and his muse And the magic lake which gave a life To the words the poet used Now the muse she was his happiness And he rhymed about her grace And told her stories of treasures deep Beneath the blackened waves ’Till in the stillness of one dawn Still in its mystic crown The muse she went down to the lake And in the waves she drowned And now to see your love set free You will need the witch’s cabin key Find the lady of the light gone mad with the night That’s how you reshape destiny The poet came down to the lake To call out to his dear When there was no answer He was overcome with fear He searched in vain for his treasure lost And too soon the night would fall And only his own echo Would wail back at his call And when he swore to bring back his love By the stories he’d create Nightmares shifted in their sleep In the darkness of the lake