Words of the Constant
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
A tree worthy of a festive season!
Has the look of one that has been vanquished.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
I care not for such frilly things.
A beam worthy of the Halls of Valhalla.
A worthy beam.
It will keep the roof atop mine head.
A well that springs cursed things.
May Odin favor me today!
I could cleave this in twain!
I care not for games!
I shall consume meat off this!
I need not the instructions to build this.
A table without frivolous trappings.
A surface for consuming my meat!
'Tis not a spear!
Cats are fine hunters.
Tis not mine cape.
A tapestry worthy of Valhalla.
What a mighty visage!
'Tis metalwork.
A display worthy of mine wall.
A pattern worthy of a shield.
Thine rules doth stiffle me!
I can make no sense of this.
What a mighty visage!
'Tis Yule time already?
It doth hold up a roof.
It doth hold up a roof.
A place to keep my things.
Rays will shine through my spear and poke out your eyeball!
Hmm, shall I eat it?
Do flying vessels reach Valhalla?
Of no use to me anymore!
Permission to do battle with my house!
Have some respect for yourself.
Not so viney now are you?