[Intro]
[Chains drag once across wood before a bowed bass figure coils beneath the beat.]

[Verse 1]
We cut three holes at morning tide,
Where winter locked the ocean wide.
No cod rose pale beneath the line,
No seal broke through the salted brine.
Then one hole breathed—a bitter breath;
The second steamed as warm as death.
The third grew black around the rim,
And something vast moved under him.

[Pre-Chorus]
The ice bent once. The ice bent twice.
A ridge ran north through fields of white.
We dropped our hooks, we left our knives,
And heard the deep uncoil its size.

[Chorus]
Black water under ice, bending once, bending twice,
Grinding every frozen shelf beneath its weight and vice.
Wake, world-serpent, wake; let the old sea split and shake.
Black water under ice—every shore begins to break.

[Verse 2]
Beneath the keel-roads, cold and blind,
I wore the world in coils confined.
The drowned ships settled on my scales;
Their iron sang, their rotted sails
Lay folded where no moon could pry,
While thunder walked the upper sky.
Now poison warms my ancient throat;
I rise beneath each fishing boat.

[Pre-Chorus]
I know the hand that bears the storm.
I know the red beard, wrath and form.
His hammer waits above the foam;
My teeth have dreamed of bringing it home.

[Chorus]
Black water under ice, bending once, bending twice,
Grinding every frozen shelf beneath its weight and vice.
Wake, world-serpent, wake; let the old sea split and shake.
Black water under ice—every shore begins to break.

[Instrumental Break]
[Seven-beat guitar figures coil around pounding floor toms before locking into straight half-time.]

[Bridge]
Fisherman, run with your frost-burned hand.
Tell every child in the cliffside land:
The sea has remembered the shape of its chain,
The salt has awakened, the deep has a name.
No harbor wall and no prayer will suffice
When mountains move under the blackening ice.

[Breakdown]
One coil beneath Midgard.
One eye beneath foam.
One breath full of venom.
One enemy known.

[Final Chorus]
Black water under ice, bending once, bending twice,
Splitting every frozen field in a widening device.
Wake, world-serpent, wake; let the stone foundations quake.
Black water under ice—now the coast itself will break.
Thor, raise the hammer high; I am climbing toward the sky.
Black water under ice—one of us is born to die.

[Outro]
The fishermen reached the ridge by noon.
Behind them, ice rose like a moon.
A black line opened through the white,
And kept on widening into night.