Seraphine Valk | Voices of the North – The Saga of a Virtual Valkyrie

“The Seer of the Endless Night” is inspired by the supernatural visions and prophecies found throughout the Norse sagas and Eddas, where mystics, völvas (seeresses), and gods glimpse the threads of destiny woven by the Norns. The song channels the tone of apocalyptic foresight, echoing the imagery of Ragnarök—the twilight of gods. The narrator speaks as one cursed with divine sight, burdened by the knowledge of fates that cannot be changed. “The seer of the endless night” embodies both revelation and despair: a voice between worlds, doomed to watch destiny unfold again and again.

“Crown of the Sea-King” is inspired by the Saga of Harald Fairhair (Harald Cabelos Belos), the first king to unite Norway under one rule. The song follows Harald’s legendary vow—he swore not to cut or comb his hair until he conquered all of Norway, driven by both love and ambition. The lyrics capture his transformation from passionate youth to eternal monarch of legend, blending the imagery of sea, steel, and destiny. His crown of flame symbolizes the unending fire of conquest and the loneliness of power achieved through sacrifice.

“The Rune of Iron and Flame” is inspired by the Saga of Egil Skallagrímsson, one of the most iconic works of Old Norse literature. Egil was both a warrior and a poet, known for his fierce temper and mystical command of runes. This song channels his dual nature—half man, half myth—whose words carried both the power to curse and to heal. The “voice that rides through fire and rain” hints at his supernatural aura, while the “rune of endless fight” symbolizes his indomitable spirit and tragic destiny.

The Wild Hunt Through the veil of storm and night, Hooves like thunder, burning bright. A ghostly host rides through the sky, Bringing doom as they pass by. The wind it howls, the shadows creep, Calling souls that dare to sleep. No doors can hold, no prayers can save, The hunt rides forth from an open grave. Run, run, but you can't hide, The Wild Hunt calls, the end is nigh. Through mist and fire, through storm and dread, They ride for the living, they ride for the dead. A king of death, with hollow eyes, Leads the cursed beneath dark skies. A whispered name, a fleeting breath, One wrong step and you'll dance with death. If you hear the hounds in the howling wind, Turn away or be pulled within. Once you're seen by the hunter’s gaze, You’ll wander lost for endless days. Run, run, but you can't hide, The Wild Hunt calls, the end is nigh. Through mist and fire, through storm and dread, They ride for the living, they ride for the dead. So lock your doors, stay inside, Pray the storm will pass you by. For when the riders claim the night, Few return to see the light.

Morrigan's Call "Morrigan’s Call" is inspired by the legendary Celtic goddess Morrigan, the phantom queen of war, fate, and prophecy. She appears as a raven on the battlefield, guiding warriors to their destiny and foretelling their doom. This song captures her dark, powerful essence—both feared and revered, she weaves the threads of war, deciding who will rise and who will fall. The lyrics blend myth and music, creating a haunting tribute to a goddess who embodies both destruction and destiny. Let the echoes of her call carry through the storm! Raven wings in the crimson sky, Whispering fate as the warriors die. I walk the fields where the fallen lay, Their souls are mine at break of day. Blades will clash, the rivers run red, I weave the threads of the battle’s dead. A lover, a curse, a guiding hand, I shape the doom of every land. Oh, hear my name, feel my breath, I am the storm, I am death. I ride the winds, I call the fight, A queen of shadows, born of night. Three faces hide beneath my veil, A maiden’s touch, a warrior’s wail. I kiss the king before he falls, His fate is sealed when Morrigan calls. Through mist and blood, I claim my own, A phantom queen upon her throne. The blackened sky, the shattered shield, I am the war, I am the field. Oh, hear my name, feel my breath, I am the storm, I am death. I ride the winds, I call the fight, A queen of shadows, born of night. Raven wings in the dying light, I watch, I wait, I end the fight. No prayers remain, no mercy calls, Only silence… when Morrigan falls.