Runic circle summons undead Etched into the ground Hel resorts to Midgard's fallen A shambling army is found
Those interred improper Rising once again Brought to Helheim under a spell To face a second end
Defiled, forced to fight their kin Clashing with the rotting draugr, the einherjar shall win
Desecrate, Hel's desperation brought these To stand against their brothers, to try to force them to their knees
Blackened visage, ripped and torn Falling from their bones All fallen in Midgard Some fighting for their homes
But all at last were not set right Their graves would not suffice Now they rise through Hel's runes Flesh as cold as iceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
