Interpret:

Amon Amarth

Album:

Versus The World

The Northern wind brings snow and ice
Humans starve and freeze
The Fimbul winter has arrived
And soon the world will cease to be


Brother will be brother's bane
No one shall be spared
All will die. None remain
That is mankind's share


The southern sphere is set ablaze
Muspel's fire is set free
The sun is on its final chase
And soon the world will cease to be


Across the western sky he runs
A wolf so grim and mean
Devours the eternal sun
And soon the world will cease to be


The North Star falls from the sky
Into the deep cold sea
The first of all to fall and die
And soon the world will cease to be


Muspel's flames lick the sky
Hidhægg eats the dead
The Aesir meet in hall up high
And Oden 'quests Mimer's head


Land is swallowed by the waves
Rocks and mountains break
Dead men on the path to Hell
And Yggdrasil quakes


From the East comes a ship
Loke holds the oar
A demon army with swords that rip
Will join the final war


The army of the dead arrives
Heimdal blows his horn
Calling Gods out to die
Before the world can be reborn