Nothgard Lex Talionis
Deep beneath the forest
An old shrew is in slumber
Holding the twines of life in
Her shivering oppressed hands
Branded by the elapsed eras
Sallow and gasping sitting
In a cave in which
The final breath is slowly hushed
An old saying tells us
Treat as you want to be treated
Seems to be forgotten
And replaced by scorn
Like a sword stroke
Deep in her heart
Our mother is dying
Forlorn and weak
The yarns are cut
Fenris free
I see what you can’t see
Mother earth has died
Brought down by her sons
And our course is straight
Straight into the abyss of eternity
The last battle of Midgard
And our destiny is to die
The last hope is gone
Evaporated to dust
The reason for her call
Is the aftermath of us all
