Hagen: Soon the day of reckoning Will hunt us down, I know well Gunther: Burn your sorrow, don't be sad So now I bid you farewell Hagen: We commence our last campaign The Burgundy will lose their head Hear the fiddles sing, they play The dance of the dead!
Merwip: Dead and gone In the end All brave men Will die in battle, never be home again!
Hagen: Every drop of my own blood Knows the truth Every breath that's left for me I don't regret Our fate will take its course Give them hell! Every kingdom has to pass Just like ours, we are - moribund!
Dietrich: My old friend, I'm glad to see ye But be warned, she still weeps Hagen: I'm the one, who killed him once And now he lies six foot deep Many years she had to wait A fateful path we have to tread Hear the horns announce us now Finally we are dead!
...Hagen never denied that he slew Sifrit and passed the hoard to the Rine. If there was someone to avenge on him - well, so he shalt do now! But he would have to bear in mind: there's no escape from sword Balmung! Enmity smouldered like a belowground fire. Here and there slept under a Burgundian helmet a silent face, nevermore to awake...
Hagen: She stirred up a frame for me Now it became a firestorm Annihilation will befall Our death will come at dawn Dietrich: At the end her face is peace Which she never ever had All the fury, pain and hate They are bygone and dead!
Hagen: Every drop of my own blood Knew the truth With my last breath left for me I don't regret Perish in a sea of flames Like the gods As Valhalla's burning down Just like us, we are - moribund!
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