Amon Amarth - Arrival of the Fimbul Winter

Текст:

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.