The Malice Striker: I, Nidhogg
Herald I am of Ragnarok
Of dark mountains my origin
From earthly depths and deep within
I am the bane of Yggdrasil
The World Tree shall provide my meal
Like hunger and disease unite
I strike and feast and need not fight
I gnaw it's roots with vicious greed
And s** the sap that they will bleed
Disaster is not my concern
For I'm the Word the earth shall learn
The Malice Striker: I, Nidhogg
Herald I am of Ragnarok
And in a horrid hall I dwell
As summoned by my mistress Hel
Where spines of snakes surround the sight
Their skins impervious to light
Their poison drips into the hall
And never it shall seize to fall
A wolf tears flesh of sinners vile
And crimson ornaments each tile
The hall echoes their screams, I'm fed
By s**ing corpses of the dead
As Nidhogg their damnation brings
On flying glitt'ring serpent wings
I am the valkyr of no glory
Like a plague I spread my story
Signal for the fate of gods
And devastation to the odds
For I will gnaw, and I will s**
Herald I am of Ragnarok