War, the very first war of our world. When the treacherous witch was killed. Three times burned and three times born. By searing flames was Gullveig torn.
They speak of love and tolerance. They prey on people's ignorance. To make you all. Slaves of fear. . They feed on your anxiety. To build their gent society.
The autumn clouds. Are caving in. And night comes. Crawling black as sin. Lightning strikes. And rain begins. A storm that tares my soul. I toss and twizzle in my bed.
I rise up from muspelheim. My fury is sublime. The sword I bring burns violently. With wild and lethal flames. . I march against the asagods. To bring the end of time.