The end is threatening
I know you see it, Jörmungandr
It’s what you exist for
But time beyond measure
Has enamoured you of this place
You thought this would all end
In violent unrest
Flinging yourself out on the land
For one last glorious battle with your nemesis
Instead, you lie here dying
Teeth so deep in your tail you’ve met vertebra
Spending your strength to the last dregs
You hug the world to comfort yourself
And hold on tight to your tail