Ragnarøk from Epimetheus by Feradur

Now we ride to make our last stand
We will fight till our bitter end
Faces grim, swords in our hands
Now we ride into Ragnarøk

First a vision, just a dream, Baldur awaits his end
Seek the answers; find the cause, Odins descent to Hel
You’re no seer, nor a god; mother to a giants horde
Loki in chains, there remains, till the end of days

Soon the traitor returns from the sea
Along his side, the beasts of misery

Now we ride to make our last stand
We will fight till our bitter end
Faces grim, swords in our hands
Now we ride into Ragnarøk

Brothers stand against the dead, Baldur evades his fate
Frozen skies and burning hate, Fimbulwinter’s near
Age of swords and broken shields, men prepare their own death
Execution, rape and slaughter, let the killing begin!

Heimdall blows his horn

Odin faces the Fenris Wolf, devoured before he could kill
Tyr fights the Helhound Garm, but the battle ends draw
Thor stood before the snake; he took it by its tongue
Mjöllnir did its work well, soon the poison grew strong

Out of the burning fields, a new world will be born
A new sun will rise up high, two men will be found
Son of Odin still alive, guidance to the new world
Restore the former glory, Eager and Life arise!

Soon the traitor returns from the sea
Along his side, the beasts of misery

Now we ride to make our last stand
We will fight till our bitter end
Faces grim, swords in our hands
Now we ride into Ragnarøk

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