From far above the horn does sound the end is nigh, the blazing east the ancient tree consumed by fire, sword and axe in times of wrath
Fare-well to light the gods’ demise on the ship of nails destruction sails from a sky aflame
The howling hound his fetters bites eagle-scream poison-breath falling stars drowning land when Midgard falls
Fate I know yet cannot change when brave ones fall into Hel’s caress the deadly worm devours the son crushing thunder
Yet from the deep shall rise again a southern sun flesh turned soil where life and kin from morning dew shall thrive once again Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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