Sarke Jutul
They was tricked
With its dreaded paragon
The creatures in the folklore
They were thougt to be huge
Having a taste for power
Within a thousand years
Piles of silver stones
Grasping for immortality
Laying hands on these
Until the sunrise caught them
Two armies will remain
The repugnant will rise
In the unknown sea
Held under a spell
Their victims were weak
Upon release or escape
In the unknown sea
Held under a spell
Their victims were weak
Upon release or escape
They buried their dead
In caves
Our ancestors in this burial chamber
As the foils of heroes with six heads
Throw stones at them
And destroy
In the unknown sea
Held under a spell
Their victims were weak
Upon release or escape