Текст песни Calvert Robert - The Making Of Midgard
Calvert Robert - The Making Of Midgard слова песни
There had always been the unearthly darkof fathomless absenceuntil, from the south, came Muspellsheim`sinferno of flaring yellow flames.And then, from the North, came Niflheimwhere legions of freezing shadows lurked.The abyss was crystalled by the Northern frostthat breath from the burning south made meltand from this fusion there was madethe towering troll: immense Ymir.From whose slain body`s blood the sword of Odincaused the oceans. And from whose carcass he claimedthe Earth. Man-trod Midgard was all his flesh.From the bulk of the bones were the moountains madeand from his tangled hair: the trees.His hollowed skull was hauled to form the vaulted skywhere the Gods assembled constellations;in their cauldron Alchemized the sun.To runic wands of task it turned until,at last, the first veined-blade of grass had grown.