Beneath a single brightened star, Spinning round both near and far A frozen throne lies cold and sleeping And held the giant, tall and weeping "For eternal winters, lost in time, I weep for all my etin kind The blood that bonds both high and low Runs ever through the ice and snow" "I see thee men, once friend and foe Heimdall's children, seeds have sown Still keep thy pure and blessed mead Beneath the stars, beneath the tree" "Yet new days dawn and Norns have spun The final fate of Odin's sons Nine ages past, nine worlds collide Drowning deep in crimson tides" "You seek thy doom and freedom same The need of ice and burning flame The black stone wails for fallen kin The high halls clash in storm and din" "Foreign gods smite night and day Temples fired, runes burned away The elder ones of wayward kith Bore strong new sons of eager frith" "To hold the tide of kingdoms lost To take the hammer to the cross The blood skald sing your song and fame Hero's fane and martyr's bane" "I tell my tale of ages gone Of eternal cycles soon to come Heed my, for Heimdall's horn Hails now the end of etin-borne"