The Prophecy

The Ragnarok Prophecy

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Beneath the darkened skies
The mist rolls over
Cloaking everything, in a layer
Abysmal shadows
Slowly it consumes and destroys
The low foreboding roar of the ground, slowly collapsing
Foreshadows, a new age
The Age of Man
Creatures of power and the weak
Destroyed by, the Shrine
Midgard reborn, balance is restored
Creatures, upright, dominate this new world
To form and bend to their will
Until the day comes, when balance must be restored
The low foreboding roar of the ground, slowly collapsing
Foreshadows, a new age
The Age of Man
This world will, once again
Crumble the weight of this fading age