There's a story, cold, far away
Where the warriors tears rise in the wind
The only hope there's, the sword's way
Shine with merciless, Asgaard souls.

Having their sword's, into the cold war
Walking thought dead, Vallhala's sons
Into huge battles, worth to try for
For the glory of their father, Odin.


Midgard's day of death
Oh mighty Thunder
Only frozen beast to breath
Mankind terror
Then the gallops start to hear
The Great Seipnir

A hope had born with Mighty wisdom
Blessed by Odin's Gungnir
The early day's when he strike, with merciless
Only to defeat , Midgard's nightmares
First of Asgaard, warriors.


An endless battle handling
To die in victory
Ancients gods, ancient swords
Melting into bravery
Against Fárbauti poisoning
Midgard's story.


A hope had born with Mighty wisdom
Blessed by Odin's Gungnir
The early day's when he strike, with merciless
Only to defeat , Midgard's nightmares
First of Asgaard, warriors.


One last tear of rain
For the fallens
After an eternal pain
Of the battles
One last strike of Gungnir's gain
Sealing the giants


"A hope had born with Mighty wisdom
Blessed by Odin's Gungnir
The early day's when he strike, with merciless
Only to defeat , Midgard's nightmares
First of Asgaard, warriors.
[...]"

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