all the dead will ride on Bifrost and they're coming by the storm Sagas from the ancient days are written in the sky When you read the runes again Walhalla
[Originally performed by Scorpions] Force yourself to use your brain, The only way to gain, A lot of things are just a lie This world we love comes
[The Black hole] [In the beginning there was a void, a big gap of darkness, filled with the primal forces of creation. The heat of Muspel and the ice
not only death but also the process of birth and rebirth. Hel was hurled down to the world of ice in the beginning of time and there she created nine
[Call of Jotunheim] [Somewhere behind the border of the known world you may hear the drumming and the heavy steps of the giants. They are born out of
[The Shining Ones] [The shining ones, the elves and the fairies, are beings of enchanting beauty. They act as a thought or a fantasy and it could be
down. May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again. Let's defend Midgard, we Call the High One Sow upon the field the rune of Jara Middle
[Gudaskymning] [From the south comes the forces of chaos and destruction. The ultimate heat from the world of Muspel will very soon burn the world and
[Dimmornas varld] [The world of ice in the distant north is a very mysterious place. Among its fog and inside its ice, the seed of life is buried. When
[The runes are the secrets of the universe. Their inner meaning is hidden and concealed to the uninitiated. When you learn the secret of the runes your
metals from the veins of earth to create the most precious things. It has been said that this folk may be able to teach you the secret of alchemy and
sun I feel like sleeping I can't take it for too long My impatience slowly creeping Up my spine and growing strong I know what's waiting there for me
the secret of the runes. I follow you to be come immortal. I take a ride on the worldtree, offer me to myself. I hear the song I carve the runes of the
[Seed of Ing] [There are two races of gods. The Vanir-gods of Vanaheim belong to an old stock of gods, maybe even older than the Asir. They live on
gods all the dead will ride on Bifrost and they're coming by the storm Sagas from the ancient days are written in the sky When you read the runes again
" and "whole" but also the process of birth and rebirth. Hell was hurled down to the world of ice and she governs not only death and there she created
Somewhere behind the border of the known world you may hear the drumming and the heavy steps of the giants. They are born out of the primeval forces
The shining ones, the elves and fairies, They act as a thought or a fantasy are beings of enchanting beauty. by their splendid light. You may be lifted
