Loki's Song
Mikal Hrafspa (Mikal the Ram)   This is an intriguing song, one of the best I have seen for the mischievous Loki.  The chorus is not repeated after the last verse.  Pause after the word "Hark!" and deliver the last words like a question is being asked in hope of a positive answer...  It can be quite eerie.  I put chords to it, but it can be quite effective if done a capella.

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Gm
I was born in battle's fire
        Cm                                       Gm
And laid beside my mother's corpse
      Bb                      F        Gm
My toys the ravens of the field
       Dm                                   Cm
My lullabies the screams of horse

                        Gm                                             F
Chorus:   But when that storm god you all praise
  Cm                            Gm
Walks the earth and shatters trees
        Cm                     Gm
You huddle close beside my gift
        Cm                           Gm
And whisper prayers beside the spit
      Cm                               Gm
And as the wood smoke turns and twists
                        Cm            Gm
You owe your lives to sly Loki.

Gm
Odin saw me on the field
        Cm                                 Gm
And recognized his bastard son
 Bb                                F        Gm
There he claimed me for his own
  Dm                             Cm
Heir to all that he had won   Chorus

  Gm
I am the slyest of the gods
       Cm                      Gm
And Fire is the gift I gave
Bb                  F         Gm
I am swifter than the wind
         Dm                                             Cm
And none can match the tricks I've played   Chorus

        Gm
What is the honor they give me?
     Cm                             Gm
Denied a seat in Odin's hall
       Bb                         F       Gm
Forbidden fruits from Idun's tree           Idun = Eye-dun
       Dm                                    Cm
And cast outside of Asgard's walls   Chorus

      Gm
So sit beside the fire’s gleam
         Cm                                         Gm
And count the wrongs that I have borne
    Bb                    F           Gm
I wait for Ragnarok and dream
 Dm                                  Cm
Hark! Is that the battles horn?
 

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