The Wolves Rebellion

Born from blood and hatred, son of a god and a giantess
Spawned under the sign of a deicide's prophecy
On its visions, it could glimpses a diffuse incident
Newborn brood sheltered at the home of its enemy
Everyone through Asgard bred it in love and peace
Futile illusions to change that evil grim
Like a silent menace, Aesirs knew the role
Their beloved father will die against that ruthless beast.

Howling in the dark…

The pulse within its veins, rhythmic stream of fury
Murderer waiting crouched in the shadows
Bigger than the fear of those around it
Gagged killer instinct ‘till the chosen day.

No one could handle it
Sentenced to exile
Every chain was broken by the mighty wolf.

Gleipnir dispelled the pride, chaining the savage myth
The sacrifice for this feat was the hand of Tyr
Sadness and anger filled its soul on defeat
Culprit on a lonely cell, abandoned at boundaries.

Howling in the dark...

“Only a few centuries, a blink of immortal's eyes
My brothers continue their hunting over the sky lands
I feel it deep inside me like a growing beat… I've got hunger of revenge.