Heed the calling of Surts wrath
Sets the world on fire
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
As the world turns to ash
Steps of hate across the land
As the world is consumed
Flaming terror, screams of pain
As the fields burns to dust
Marching call, a pyre of death
His vengeance, is at hand
Men and gods stand horrified
Cities drenched in blood and fire
Damned by fire
Consumed by hate
Damned by fire
Burning in his chest
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
Sets the world on fire
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
As the world turns to ash
Howling winds, catching flames
As the world is burned
Surtr moves from the south
There shines, his flaming sword
Engulf the Earth in brimstone and fire
Behold the king of flames
Surtr will walk with legions of Hel
Guardian of Muspellheim
Damned by fire
Consumed by hate
Damned by fire
Burning in his chest
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
Sets the world on fire
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
As the world turns to ash
The world shall fall to its knees
At the hour of the dying of the light
The world shall fall to its knees
At the hour of Asirs demise
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
Sets the world on fire
Heed the calling of Surts wrath
As the world turns to ash
