This world is finally due an end
The plague of man erased from the land
To purge the virus from the host
And recreate a body for the ghost
No pity as these empires fall
Leaders drowning in the swill of lies
They cast into the ears of man
Ignite the planet, turn this world to sand
Entwined in roots the dragon stirs
And Nature grasps All-Father’s last
His slow ascent in flames, dire
The earth becomes a funeral pyre
From Ymir’s flesh thе earth is made
And from his blood the sеa
Mountains from his bones, trees from his hair
And from his skull the sky
The seed of old has been misplaced
As the stream of the void runs black
With the blood of the jealous ones
Who listened not to what has passed
Entwined in roots the dragon stirs
And Nature grasps All-Father’s last
His slow ascent in flames, dire
The earth becomes a funeral pyre
The light turns black
Land sinks into the sea
The bright stars vanish into the sky
Hot flame plays high
Against Heaven itself
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