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The
Storm
In blackened sky I fly, over my Mother
where I died.
Rumbling in the distance you hear us coming, to the fire you come running.
The sky be filled with blinding fire, churning and twisting with dark desire.
The wind sings its dark song, screaming for the end of all that is wrong.
Sky fire dances its deadly dance, snapping whips of fire, white hot lance.
As we come the Mother shakes, deadly
forces falling in our wake.
Blinded with the fury, we shall bring ruin to the unworthy.
Swirling mass of shocking might, strong and battleready we come to fight.
Old Gold Comb has crowed, what comes now shall not be slowed.
The Valkyries war cries fill the air,
the dark ones flesh they shall tear.
In flashing light you see our might, dark hearted ones tremble with fright.
The Old Ones before us are dying, and we shall follow, Wodan's men are riding.
The Shining One I be, brilliant nightmare for all to see. Enemy of Loki, who
comes by sea.
In the darkness my Axe shines like the
sun, before my father Wodan the deed shall be done.
As sharp as a thousand razors she sings for battle, to slay dark angles like
they are cattle.
Skin like iron, heart of fire, never ending spiral of fury, the fire grows
higher.
Blood Oath has been taken, all else shall be forsaken, as Jormungand rises the
Mother is shaken.
Upon the Mother my blood be flowing,
but I shall take many with me before my going.
Blurred vision of the Grey One falling, ears are ringing and death is calling.
Hacked and torn the Shining One fades, all the time adding blood to the blade.
Stumbling and swaying, I wish for the sky, eyes growing dim, my body is failing
I feel the Mothers kiss upon my face, I
must go now, I must leave this place.
My Valkyrie I do see, through dark hordes she comes for me.
Fire from the sky surrounds thee, and back into the storm she carries me.
Spinning black maddened sky, far above the place I die.
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