From a Glaciate Womb
John McEntee
In ironwood she's enthroned
East, beyond veiled mortality
Through lustfull fornication
Mother of abominations, arise!
Bearer of the wolf
Gorged on flesh cannot satisfy
Frothing jaws swallow the sky
Elder of the sovereign of Hel
Slaves to her realm, aal must face
Half rotten grace
Holds you in embrace
Origin to the serpent supreme
As it coils our mortal sphere
His ancient maws will release
Their feeble race shall cease
Jotun concubine
Angrboda's children now dine
Exalted in ice she will decree
Her spawn now are set free!