Standing on the Stage of Ragnarok

Crumpled message in a dead man's mouth

Cowering ghost's mad laughter

While cobwebs all but gibber

The puppet strings are snared and bated

Cards cast face down waiting

with long lost heroes blinded in gibbets

Wolves bring down the sun

While ravens peck out their eyes

On Ragnarok field wait a million crumpled words

Gaps between the stars grow

and the gods begin to dim

Carrion cloud the maze

Mortal wounded hero stands

casting blood of fallen foe

glowing in a crimson haze

Whining dirge of piper's drones

mingle with the call of the horned man

Rising like the tide of dawn

Crumpled bodies lie in wait

Crumpled notes in each blue mouth

Crumpled words gibbering death rattles