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Iceold, wisecold |
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Like your hearts was the realm before time |
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Tha var hann medh hrimthursum |
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The one who betrayed, the one that we hate |
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He tried to weaken our lands with his pain aglow |
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But hear me brethren: |
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I see us rising, freezing |
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The wolf will swallow the sun |
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And the daughter in her womb |
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The moon will be retorn from the skies |
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Stars will fall |
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Earth will rive and |
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Upheaven Time of axes, time of shields |
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The storm of our hate will stiffen it all [Those of ice spake:] |
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Thurisaz we are |
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From the edge of the nine worlds we reign |
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A distant memory of our balanced domain |
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That shall be risen, rebuilt again [Lead: M.H.] [Angerboda spake:] |
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With his flaming sword he will ride from the past |
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Burning the worlds of men and gods |
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A darkening arson, leaving but cold |
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The dragon he flies, biting that eye |
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Wisecold, iceold |
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Our shadow will fill the night |
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And those still alive will hide as thralls |
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To the fear of the might of our evil [Those of ice spake:] |
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Thurisaz we are |
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We roamed the dark before both |
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Van and Dis |
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The woods will burn and the oceans will freeze |
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And all the living, growing, breathing will moulder to cease |
