The sound of oars in the darkness And of harsh voices from the mist Something is moving in the night Distant fires glowing from east The seaworm will rage and the ocean will rise The wolf will howl and the winter will come Those who have fought and died with warriors honor will stand with their gods for their final glory The ship made of the nails of the corpses Naglfar, the bringer of fear Going to war, The final war To end it all in flames Strength and courage The final sacrifice of blood My vengeance is dreadful. The madness of fire will swallow the world and the chaos will come as the battle is fought Heroes and gods, monsters and giants, everything falls The age of great deeds will gone forever!
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