Season of the Predator

Fimbulwinter has come,

frigid prelude of doom

endless snowstorms,

murder frost prevails.

Mortals wait the summer in vain

winter follows winter.

The age of northern winds

sets upon the darkened world.

The age of knife,

The age of cloven shields

Death-throes of the nine worlds

Sunless reign of violence

Blood is shed over the frozen land,

no man spares his neighbor;

the veil of civilization torn, mercy forgotten

weakness a mortal sin.

Season of the predator:

Hunter becomes hunted...

Beasts of the barren wastes

prey upon mankind.

In the gulf of black grief

Nagelfar straining its chains...

The Adherer and the Hater

closing fast upon their prey...

The dread-spawn of Suttung

assault the watchman of gods;

Gjallar-horn retrieved

To awake the nine worlds.

Ship of dead sailing forth

Wolf-dog's bark growing...

Sinews of the binder

hold the evil no longer

Under the bloodred sky

Ragnarok coming down

Releasing the tormented world

Dealing the last merciful blow

Surtur's final triumph: End of all life

As fires send the earth

to the black silence unbroken