Imminent Nuclear war: Viking Conquest.

Dark sails set afire the northern chaos sun
Black mast: red blood runs fast the darkened ocean sleeps
In twilight all becomes the master of the sheep
Behold and sanctify the serpent of the deep
The shining arctic blade that destroys none at will
Master and servant slave deaths icy grip undone
Upon the endless seas of the universe demise
Cloaked in the frozen fog of the enemies demise
Twisting and turning
Time lost all is burning
The fires of darkness arise
Infectious journey
Of life’s listless yearning
Drifting away upon lifeless oceans plight
Awake; the blackened scream of figures left to see
Destroy the nations flag and conquer those who bleed
Baptized through fires of the northern chaos gods
Conquer those who wait for freedoms justly cause
Seize; the infidel the fallen of the night
Thrown into slavery to serve the masters fight
Upon the lands, of the northern chaos sun
Upon the endless seas the arctic blade will come
Guns fire ablaze
Lighting the storm front sky
Destroying the final stand
Within the burning serpents eyes
Strike out the final blow
The nation will behold
the dark sails set afire
Upon the oceans glow
The northern chaos sun
Sets silently in sleep
The calm before the storm
One thousand leagues of deep
Beyond the northern light
All journeys come to pass
Master: the chaos sun
Fades silently to night
Again this time will come
For the unwilling man to see
Dark sails set afire the northern blades will bleed

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