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Sinmara

In his burning rage, she could quench the flame
(Sinmara)
In her grip, the door of death, forged the tig
(Laevateinn)
In her might, she rules by right, Queen of the Jotuns
(Sinmara)
The pale nightmare, calms the flames of Surtr
(Her caress)
She will sweep the land of all that is man
(Sinmara)
With her swing, Sinmara breaks the thing that she hates
(Asgard)
She will trick the cunning and expose him as the fool
(The Trickster)
In her wake, the gods will quake and seek shelter
(Odin)
Her lord will break all for what’s at stake
(Ragnarok)
The Father’s fool son will smite the snake for nothing
(Odinsson)
Surtr will still destroy, the snake and the boy, for her
(Sinmara)
Written by HadesRising
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