The Warriors are called to arms
A call that echoes through the land
A place earned in the higher realms
For the favored one that rides the path
Sent on a journey to find the fallen
To confront the vixen of hel
To release the god from her darkened grasp
But only if despair floods the lands
Everything dead and living shall grieve
Only then will the curse come undone
A giantess refuses to let, the tears fall
Sealing the fate of an enslaved god
Ragnarok is now taking their hands
Let hel forever hold what she has
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