On the boarder of Muspell The giant stands guard With a sword of revenge he awaits The flames will arise Once fate have been sealed And the battle of norsemen engage Rise from the south My brothers of stone Rage into battle to die In war with the gods In triumph well stand A new world be born out of war Ravenblack and Cleansed by fire A new world Will rise Out of the ashes As dawn reveals The shattered ground All will be born Again Cleansed by fire Beyond the horizon The end is drawing near As the prophecy once have foretold The battle commence At the sound of the horn The chaos and evil unfold Watch now, the whole world burns See how, the world now withers Watch now, the whole world burns See how, the world now withers
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