strenghtened are the stems of nasturtium - asgard lyrics

forging your spears with blood from our hearts,
scorning not l-st but derision
which mission in life shall die in my hands?
strong are the stems of nasturtium

calling the winds for a knowledge untaught,
which p-ssion shall never disturb thee?
which mission in life shall die in my hands?
strong are the stems of nasturtium