Varúð

Three lay out
And we travel to all times
Out all, all out
And light the torch
And the wind blows away
As walls become ruins
Everything, all out around
And enough bones are cold
Killing everything
Warning
Warning
Outside passes in ice cold
We light the beacon fire, then evening comes
And the words wait cold
We rise back on silver shield
And the wind blows away
As walls become ruins
Everything, all out around
There lay a thousand falls
And it drags everything
Warning
Warning
Warning