| I see the golden era hath gone*
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| Fimbulwinter now hath come
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| Oh signs of fate the ravens know
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| Dark greed will take the brother’s breathe
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| I see kinships struck by deathe
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| Hear the howlings of the wolf asound
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| Axe- and sworde-age
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| Shieldes are cleft
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| Winde- and wolfe-age
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| The serpent rais’d its heade
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| Ragnarök
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| See the earthe go up in flames
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| Ragnarök
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| The greate serpent writhes in rage
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| The doom of gods now hath come
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| The falle of the sun
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| The gates of Hel devour the deade
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| At the twilighte of the gods
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| I see darke crowds of Muspelheim
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| Ride across the fielde, their swordes aflame
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| Loudly the Gjallarhorn atones
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| Valhalla’s gates stande open wide
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| Helm Bearer’s sons prepare to strike
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| The final war, the spear is throwne
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| Stars now vanish
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| Sun turns blacke
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| Rising steam
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| Oh Midgård stands aflame
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| Ragnarök
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| See the earthe go up in flames
|
| Ragnarök
|
| The greate serpent writhes in rage
|
| The doom of gods now hath come
|
| The falle of the sun
|
| The gates of Hel devour the deade
|
| At the twilighte of the gods
|
| Stars now vanish
|
| Sun turns blacke
|
| Rising steam
|
| Oh Midgård stands aflame
|
| Ragnarök
|
| See the earthe go up in flames
|
| Ragnarök
|
| The greate serpent writhes in rage
|
| The doom of gods now hath come
|
| The falle of the sun
|
| The gates of Hel devour the deade
|
| At the twilighte of the gods |