Throne Of The Damned

Abandoned by honor in moments of demise
Struck by old age and victims of sickness alike
In hel resides the unworthy of might.

The frozen cold realm of death and constant plight
She stands above all , bringer of mischief
Queen of the high walls with a skin so tough
Daughter of the treacherous back-stabbing god.

"She stands above all , bringer of mischief
Queen of the high walls with a skin so tough
Daughter of the treacherous back-stabbing god
Through a secret joining with the grief bringer was conceived" [x2]

Rules over the dead , with a heart frozen deep
Abode of the start of an end long ago sealed
Lurking beneath the tree of life awaiting
To unleash the doom of all , cultivating.

Hopeless be ; he who crosses the land
Even gods once in from life are banned.

Only when the clock starts to roll
And chains of fate on all takes their toll
Gods who once dead they were
Back to life as part of the final war
When the three at last crowing they start
And all around begins falling apart
The shackles of the hound at last broken
And the 9 realms in terror shoken.