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Riding the winds foretold

towards certain and utter doom

this was meant to be

the last ride of the soon to be free

When everything ends

nothing is all that will be

when the universe is to sieze

remnants will not be

Loke at the helm

birthright executed

in this final night

the dead will arise

From the remains of the dead

this ship of the doomed came to be

now on its predestined journey

shed the final tear before the end

At the helm of Naglfar

towards the end

at the helm stands Loke

awaiting whats needs to be done