Текст песни The Last Three Winters - Death Of Norns pt.2

At birth of a child by the gods
They decide its fate
Carving out sacred runes
Weaving the threads of the universe
Yggdrasill tree became withered
Splashed the ground with burning autumn leaves
Washing with bloof from the archaic roots
With blood of Verdandi, Urd and Skuld
Helplessly losing power over the entity
Death of Norns was the end of time