Sons of Muspell

From the south, Surtur comes
With fires burning,
that shine from the sword
of the gods.
Mountains crumble
Men are dying
and sky splits

The sun goes black
Earth sinks into the sea
From the sky
all stars have gone
Fire burns in Yggdrasil
Fire touches the sky

Brothers will fight
and take each others life's
Friends will rage wars
Wartime, swordtime, Shields are split
Windtime, wolftime
Before the world falls
no man will spare others life

When we ride at the fall of time
When we ride through the gates
When we ride and make them blind
When we ride through their halls of fame

With one single deadly stroke
All life is turned into smoke
Fire engulfs it all
Time has reached it's fall