Níðhöggr

Deep beneath the sacred tree, shadows intertwine

Echoes of a legend old, whispers of the divine

Roots entangled in the dark, secrets of the ancient deep

Where Níðhöggr, the dark lord, feasts in endless sleep

A dragon born of storms and fire, gnawing at the world’s disguise

Beneath the branches reaching high, where mortal fears arise

The earth trembles, the skies cry,

A warrior from the thunder’s cry

Descending through the endless night,

To face the beast with burning light

Something is feeding on the roots of creation

A shadow in the void of restoration

Oh, beneath the world tree’s crown,

The mighty warrior’s coming down

To end the endless gnawing

To bring balance and renewal showing

Steel meets scale in the dark abyss,

Echoes of the clash resist

Thunder booms with fury’s grace,

A hero’s quest to save the space

The roots stabilize, the dragon’s hunger fades

The warrior’s cry, the victory parade

Under the dying twilight’s glow,

The world breathes free, forever grows