Loki
richardheadPosted on September 24, 2026 at 7:18 AM
Lyrics
[Verse 1] A shape-shifter weaves in the twilight of trust,
Where promises crumble to ashes and dust.
Author of anguish and master of guise,
He spins venomous truth from a webwork of lies.
Through whispers of mist and the shadows of old,
A serpentine malice begins to unfold;
With a tongue sharp as winter and heart made of frost,
He counts every soul that his cunning has cost.
[Chorus] Lies and betrayal! Lies and betrayal!
The weave of the trickster shall ever prevail!
Lies and betrayal! Lies and betrayal!
Darkness descends as the bright heavens fail!
He bides in the gloom, he bides in the gloom,
Awaiting the hour of doom! Ultimate doom!
[Verse 2] He whispered to blindness, he guided the branch,
And summoned a sorrow no river could quench.
The purest of radiance eclipsed by his art,
As jealousy festered deep inside his heart.
With laughter unheard in the depths of the shade,
He smiled at the chaos his subtlety made;
No forge ever fashioned a weapon so slick
As the venomous thought of a sinister trick.
[Chorus] Lies and betrayal! Lies and betrayal!
The weave of the trickster shall ever prevail!
Lies and betrayal! Lies and betrayal!
Darkness descends as the bright heavens fail!
He bides in the gloom, he bides in the gloom,
Awaiting the hour of doom! Ultimate doom!
[Bridge] Bound in the darkness by serpent and stone,
He waits in the shadow, rejected, alone.
Each drop of the poison that falls on his face
Reflects the swift downfall of Aesir's high grace.
Yet bound as he remains, his mind is still free
To orchestrate end-times across land and sea;
When iron chains shatter, the world will succumb
To the terrible rhythm of prophecy's drum.
[Verse 3] The wolf and the serpent, his terrible brood,
Are nourished on malice and treacherous food.
He laughs at the heavens from cavernous depths,
Counting the world's final perilous steps.
A scholar of ruin, a master of spite,
Who steeps all creation in shadow and night.
[Chorus] Lies and betrayal! Lies and betrayal!
The weave of the trickster shall ever prevail!
Lies and betrayal! Lies and betrayal!
Darkness descends as the bright heavens fail!
He bides in the gloom, he bides in the gloom,
Awaiting the hour of doom! Ultimate doom!
[Outro] No sanctuary left in the wake of his lore,
The tide of destruction draws near to the shore.
He sneers in the gloom as the stars turn to gray—
The weaver of twilight who stole the bright day.
Silently scheming...
Eternally