"C18W2022" of the collection "Cryptoweeks"

Aliens have taken over Midgard and bred a race of gnomes to be their servants
Secrets of control hidden behind the veil of godhood
For hundreds of years gnomes have been sharpening blades and handing out blind brothers
The Blind Brothers, the true masters of Midgard, are happy with their blades
The Blind Brothers have forgotten their power and strength
The gnomes dance merrily, the gnomes are joyful

A blade never lies idle, a hand polishes the hilt
Midgard burns, with their blades the brothers carve gold for the gnomes
Do not believe the messengers, gaze into the sky
The scarlet dawns are the harbingers of emerald rivers

Transparent chains of glass the gnomes surround
Salvation in ashy chains - That spiders entangled
The brothers' eyes should be armed
A new web destroys the aliens
Midgard is filled with light
Gnomes are turned to stone