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Hearing I ask, from the holy races

From Heimdall's sons, both high and low

I'm here to tell the ancient stories

Which led to the fall of gods

Balder's fate will lead him to death

Brothers will fall down, sword in their hands

When sun and moon will be devoured

That's the beginning of war

The old worn-out world dies

A brave new order is born

Sons of Odin and Thor

Come back from darkness, utter your word

Bring the light, again

Sons of the old fallen gods

Remember the mighty past

While the eagle fly

The horn was heard, from heaven to hell

An ancestral fear filled all hearts

The wolf run free on bloody fields

The fate will be fulfilled soon

Risen from ashes and fire

Now Surtur tightens his sword

Lie on the ground all the overwhelmed gods

Time has come to end the world