Herald of Aegir

The power and vigour of abyssal gods More precious than diamonds, and old as the skies Head of steel, bring to heel Violent herald of Aegir's seal Seasons clash, silver shades amass Through tainted and desecrated streams of black From the chasm of brine, now the kings are back Relentless hunters of the sea Their final stand as nature bleeds The rapids run lethal, the greatest of trials A cycle of life, rebirth and demise Grave the cost, all is lost Gone, our herald of ice and frost Lords of storm arise Into violent waters white Through tainted and desecrated streams of black From the chasm of brine, now the kings are back Relentless hunters of the sea Their final stand as nature bleeds Through tainted and desecrated streams of black From the chasm of brine, the kings are coming back