"I find no death in my breath, Under the silence of my lost eye As lost as your horrible past Buried into ancients mist.
People of Midgard, hear my word No power can save you You'll be devoured in Fenris fangs While the others will burn.
A fair price for your life's. A fair price for your facts.
Into ancients pasts I still remember While I ride my Sleipnir The glory of Midgard Alike to my Asgard A magical paradise.
But than the virus grow And burn all the wood Vomiting into water Sacrificing nature.
The same coward virus Which magically Changed his name now days Into humanity! For this you'll feel my word And your own destruction!
Only a few will taste Idun's apples Those who still remained Warriors! "Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.