Hearken Gods of nine realms
Foretold twin wolves are raging
Cycles of time are
Awaiting the downfall
Sons of Fenrir run on
Fortune of doom will come true
Spinning chaos as they're
Chasing the sun and the moon
Black coat as dark as the night
He's chasing the sun through sapphire skies
Sköll, the great mocking beast
His heart full of rage as the chariot flees
Fear is reigning all around
Nine worlds are waiting to fall
White fur a shimmering light
He's hunting the moon through obsidian nights
Hati, blue eyes full of hate
His wrath is revealed as his teeth find their prey
Stars are fading from the sky
Soon the heavens will ignite
Stars are fading
Wolves are raging
Sons of Fenrir
Will bring forth
The downfall of the cosmos
Until the downfall of the cosmos