A mighty god was born at the edge of the world From the womb of nine jotuns, the wave maidens He dwells and rules through Himinbjörg
With his senses highten, ready for the enemy
Father of mankind Whitest of gods Guardian of Bifröst Heimdallr, watchman of gods
Sitting at the edge of the rainbow bridge Waiting for the foe's first battlecry
As he foretold They gather in the plains of Vigrid ready to attack
BLOW! Into Gjallarhorn BLOW! So the gods may know STRIKE! As the gods assemble STRIKE! And fight for Asgard
Loki, the traitor, deceiving as he is by nature Battles with the watchman, the father of mankind They strike upon each other with a mighty bloodlust and godly wrath Both gods perish by the hands of one another but with honour
Watchman of gods
Father of mankind Whitest of gods Guardian of Bifröst Heimdallr, Watchman of GodsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
