[Music: Ramstedt]
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[Lyrics: Halfdan, SidegˇÍrd]
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[Angerboda spake:]
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Iceold, wisecold
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Like your hearts was the realm before time
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Tha var hann medh hrimthursum
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The one who betrayed, the one that we hate
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He tried to weaken our lands
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with his pain aglow
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But hear me brethren:
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I see us rising, freezing
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The wolf will swallow the sun
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And the daughter in her womb
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The moon will be retorn from the skies
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Stars will fall
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Earth will rive and Upheaven
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Time of axes, time of shields
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The storm of our hate
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will stiffen it all
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[Those of ice spake:]
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Thurisaz we are
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From the edge of the nine worlds we reign
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A distant memory of our balanced domain
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That shall be risen, rebuilt again
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[Lead: M.H.]
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[Angerboda spake:]
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With his flaming sword he will ride from the past
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Burning the worlds of men and gods
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A darkening arson, leaving but cold
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The dragon he flies, biting that eye
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Wisecold, iceold
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Our shadow will fill the night
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And those still alive will hide as thralls
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To the fear of the might of our evil
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[Those of ice spake:]
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Thurisaz we are
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We roamed the dark before both Van and Dis
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The woods will burn and the oceans will freeze
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And all the living, growing, breathing will moulder to cease
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Isaz
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| Necrophobic |
