Tattered Banners And Bloody Flags

There comes Lopt, the treacherous

Lusting for revenge

He leads the legions of the dead

Towards the aesir's realm



They march in full battle dress

With faces grim and pale

Tattered banners and bloody flags

Rusty spears and blades



Cries ring out, loud and harsh

From cracked and broken horns

Long forgotten battle cries

In strange and foreign tongues



Spear and sword clash rhythmically

Against the broken shields they beat

They bring their hate and anarchy

Onto vigrid's battlefield



There comes Lopt, the treacherous

He stands against the gods

His army grim and ravenous

Lusting for their blood



Nowhere is longer safe

The earth movesunder our feet

The great world tree Yggdrasil

Thembles to its roots



Sons of muspel gird the field

Behind them Midgеrd burns

Hrym's horde march from Nifelheim

And the Fenris wolf returns



Heimdal grips the Giallarhorn

He sounds that dreaded note

Oden rides to quest the Norns

But their web is torn

The aesir rides out to war

With armor shining bright

Followed by the Einherjer

See Valkyries ride



Nowhere is longer safe

The earth movesunder our feet

The great world tree Yggdrasil

Thembles to its roots



Sons of muspel gird the field

Behind them Midgеrd burns

Hrym's horde march from Nifelheim

And the Fenris wolf returns