Those Who Shall Perish - Noctem Aeternus

The path that brought us alive from moments will miss us

High birds fly

That the Norns like to hear

They wait for the honorable fall

Next to us

The Goddess who gave us the day

Takes formidable the stirrups

We do not fear fire

The ruin of our thoughts

The loss of our body

Squeeze my body

Knowing that

When the moon drinks in the heavens

From Ymir

The horror will fall under your shoulders

And you will remember my eyes

The only ones who can

Free you from the axe

That will bend your soul

That came with the winter