Amon Amarth - Burning Creation

The bleak fimbul winter arrived,
raging across the world.
With a fury that,
defied the memory of man.

Terrible wars where fought,
the like had never been seen.
Men slew without a thought,
the ties of kinship were no more.

Skoll and Hati, the ravenous wolves,
arose and devoured the sun and the moon.
Darkness descended upon the earth,
and the stars fell from the skies.

Loud blows Heimdall the horne's in the air,
Odin quests the head of Mim.
Now shakes the holy ash where it stands.
The ancient tree moans, Fenris breaks free.

How are the Aesir?
How are the Alves?
Loud sounds Joutunheim,
Aesir comprise.

By the stonedoors dwarfs are moaning.
The mountains wise men,
know you now or not?

With his shield at hand,
Hrym travels from the east.
The serpent is turning,
enormous in rage.

The serpent breaks the waves,
the eagle screams.
Nidhoggs tearing corpses,
free comes Nagelfar.

Loke leads the legions of the dead,
in holy war against the justice made by Aesir. Открыть страницу с текстом

Surtur comes from the south,
with red hot fire Wargods swords.
Shines like the sun!

Mountains breaks,
men on Hel's Road.
The heaven crumbles,
Ragnarok is at hand.

Then to Hlín appears,
another grief as Odin goes,
to fight the evil Fenris.

And the brave and glory Frey,
goes against Surtur.
Then will Friggs beloved one die.

Vidar, Odin's mighty son,
he will come to slay the wolf.

The sword runs into,
the heart of Hverdrungs son.
So he avenges his father!

So comes Llodyns noble son,
Thor he goes to fight the snake.
In anger he slays the guardian of Midgaard.

Nine steps dying walks Odin's son.
Away from the snake who misdeeds not fear.
Dying from its venom.

When all are gone,
only Surtur remained.
Passing his hand of fire,
across the whole world.
Consuming all of creation. Открыть страницу с текстом

I see without fear my destiny,
as the raging skies begins to fade.
Pouring rain licks my wounds,
as my blood flows from my torn flesh!

As I die I hold my sword,
my only friend!
And pray that Oden,
will take me home!

The battle rages!
But I hear only raindrops falling,
like in slow motion to the ground.

Death release me,
free me from my earthly pain.
Oden I ask thee,
please take me home!

Without fear I die!

As I look to the sky, the heaven is lit,
and Valkyries in shining armour descend.
I rest my head on the ground and close my eyes.
I know that Oden's sent for me, as I die.

Without fear I die!
I hold my sword,
and die without fear! Открыть страницу с текстом