Hver mun leiða skip mitt?

Sometimes one might feel lost on his travels in every direction no matter every you look only uncertain waters ahead, sailing helplessly into the eternal night your moon and stars slowly die, disappearing into eternal darkness, it seems as there is no one left to lend guidance to you. Afraid to have doomed oneself and those who put their belief in you on this journey, to the deep bottom of this deep-sea filled with fear and failure. Who will lead my ship? Gods, spirits, masters who are gracious towards me, will you guide my ship, will you be my raven who leads my ship back to safe shores?