Bane of the Gods

Surtr has just one reason to Be
The Bane of the Gods
Fire is all that you will see
Surtr is the flaming beast
The Bane of the Gods
At his will, the world will cease

Surtr moves from the south
With the forest’s bane
There shines from his sword
The sun of Gods of the slain

He makes his throne on Muspell
To wait for Ragnarok
Fiery realm made of Hell
To the Aesir, he’ll go to fight
Bring him Ragnarok
He’ll go the shatter the sunshine light

Greater than the trickster
Fiercer than the wolf
Larger than the serpent
He is Surtr!

Awaiting the time to clash the peaks
Destruction of the Gods
The Jotun crushes all that is weak
The troll wives take to the roads
Destruction of the Gods
Of all gods, Surtr broke the mold

Surtr moves from the south
With the forest’s bane
There shines from his sword
The sun of Gods of the slain