Rising - King of Asgard

The swaying fields, the mighty seas

The shining truths, the darkest past

To let the beast be bound and still

Know he will break free and kill

The one eyed god of gods…

Then when this world is about to end

Rejoice in all the tales you heared

Rejoice the images seen of how, of how

The gods lowed this world

Trumpets roaring from a dead lung

Of death aware!

Cannot hold the blood and poison

Trumpets roaring from a dead lung

And what lies ahead dies beyond

The boiling earth, the decayed roots

Oppressive skies, the end dawns anew

Cold and cruel, coursed the silver moon

Wroth and grim, slain the golden sun

Serpent rises in stillness sleeps the sea

The wolf appease his hunger, slazing sun hangs low

Serpent rises, twilight touches the wandering soil…

The ravens settle down and the wind dies away…

Trumpets roaring from a dead lung

Of death aware!

Cannot hold the blood and poison

Trumpets roaring from a dead lung

And what lies ahead dies beyond

This dying world I understand

They hold its fate here in their hands

And so much did they love this land to spare the wolf

And thus no rivers will would run red

Until the prophecies would be fulfilled

Until the one eyed god is killed, but still wolf is fettered

Serpent rises in stillness sleeps the sea

The wolf appease his hunger, slazing sun hangs low

Serpent rises, twilight touches the wandering soil…

The ravens settle down and the wind dies away…