Judgement came upon us swiftly,

But we were not destroyed with ease,

The fire struck, forever quickly!

This was Natures last appease.

Ragnarok surrounded us fast,

The final, bloody, chapter,

Every symbol of our human past,

It’s wiped clean for our new life, short-after.

Water poured for nine, black long nights,

The stream, it only get’s thicker,

it collects each ash, our burnt, blistering sin,

Then came the guardians, with they’re awefully-bright lights.

Our spectating souls, can but wonder why,

The answer is quite clear, not rash!

The gods are back, There have been signs,

So here’s the fight, the amazing clash!

The Lord of white, Odin himself,

will one day lose his destined, fight of death.

Against the evil wolf Fenir,

But a warrior of Asgard, Fights with no fear!

Destruction is creations tool,

breaking down our sin filled path,

This is the only, truly, golden rule,

1.”Creation will follow the aftermath.”

So here’s our lost love, and unity,

spawned from lustful objects, see?

That always plagued you and I,

Allas we’re ready, with clean, open minds!

For the end of our Midgard,

We all fear the day,

until the fight is upon us, 

and we’re lost in the old ways.