Ragnarok

Like a demon that shows it's face
No longer in the shadow of the sun
Out from the hiding place
Comes the night's progeny, the nocturnal son
Heavenly sights are obscured
By the shadow with the nocturnal wings
Broadens from a skyline to another
And awake the infernal things
With black dragon wings
It force the sun behind the hills
Whatever it is which darken the sphere
It has an infernal appearance
It gives rise to the human mind's fear
It touch your dreams with evil hands
Fear the dark full of spells