tattered banners and bloody flags

• there comes lopt, the treacherous
  lusting for revenge
  he leads the legions of the dead
  towards the aesir's realm
  
  they march in full battle dress
  with faces grim and pale
  tattered banners and bloody flags
  rusty spears and blades
  
  cries ring out, loud and harsh
  from cracked and broken horns
  long forgotten battle cries
  in strange and foreign tongues
  
  spear and sword clash rhythmically
  against the broken shields they beat
  they bring their hate and anarchy
  onto vigrid's battlefield
  
  there comes lopt, the treacherous
  he stands against the gods
  his army grim and ravenous
  lusting for their blood
  
  nowhere is longer safe
  the earth moves under our feet
  the great world tree yggorasil
  trembles to its roots
  
  sons of muspel gird the field
  behind them midgaard burns
  hrym's horde march from nifelheim
  and the fenris wolf returns
  
  heimdal grips the giallarhorn
  he sounds that dreaded note
  oden rides to quest the norns
  but their web is torn
  the aesir rides out to war
  with armor shining bright
  followed by the einherjer
  see valkyries ride
  
  nowhere is longer safe
  the earth moves under our feet
  the great world tree yggorasil
  trembles to its roots
  
  sons of muspel gird the field
  behind them midgaard burns
  hrym's horde march from nifelheim
  and the fenris wolf returns