An era in the north
where everyone died.
Falling snow and biting wind
has taken their lives!
Riding on the eight leg horse
to the well of Mimir!
A time where the earth starts to shake
And all the trees begin to fall!
Three years of fighting, three years of frost
Hear the Einherjers' call!
Ragnarok - The Fate of the gods!
Ragnarok - The End of the world!
In the eyes of the dead
We see the end of the war.
Riding through the mystic gate
Like we never did before!
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