[00:00.06]A Sword of fire and an axe of cold
[01:03.9]Vision of the sibyl has fortold
[01:08.94]Armies gather on the battle plain
[01:14.22]All will fall and earth will die in flame
[01:21.6]Here on the Battle Plain
[01:26.76]We will die in Flame
[02:01.32]In Falcon's feathers soaring overhead
[02:06.36]Choosing warriors among the dead
[02:11.61]Twilight written in the runes of crones
[02:17.28]Freya weeps upon her golden throne
[02:24.39]Upon her golden throne
[02:29.37]We wait for her alone
[02:34.44]Call us unto your hall
[02:39.63]Take us into your thrall
[03:51.84]The battle rages bit they fight in vain
[03:56.58]When all is done it must begin again