In the beginning there was nothing but void
There two regions tore a life devoid
Cold and misty niflheim
And muspell warm and bright
As the two of them united
Was thus born an icy giant

Ymir his name, from whom giants descend
Killed by odin, vili and vé
Body turned into the pillar
Of the clouds, seas and air
Bring destruction through a new race
Die... die

This is the legion of gods
Weapons of fear we hold
Odin shall be the way of glory
Bow down my enemies to their grave... to their graves

A warrior raised in me
A dauntless and worthy man
Through valour and blood I face
The fate I know none can change

When the final days come
Shall the dead undo their bond
And join forces to darkness
Leaving naught a God alive

Fires spread, engulf the world
As the aesir had foretold
In valhalla, the all-father
Calls upon the force of iron