| All is lost and foreign kings
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| Rule the northern realms
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| Hammerfest, the last outpost
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| Has fallen to unbearded men
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| Lords of the bloody cross
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| Deceived or murdered all of true faith
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| Now the temple of thor, where mjlner is kept
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| Is under siege
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| They fear the power of mjlner
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| The hammer of thor
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| And all their efforts to destroy it have failed
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| From deep within the frozen ground
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| Comes a rumbling sound
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| Ravens fly and wild wolves howl
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| Sending shivers down christened spines
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| As if from nowhere
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| Dark and grim he appears
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| The warlord of the gods comes with force
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| To retrieve the crusher
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| The first man died with a gurgling sigh
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| When his head was crushed
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| Painful surprise within his eyes
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| As his life was snuffed
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| With raw and brutal force
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| The warlord brakes the temple doors
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| The weak back off in fear
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| On the altar it lies, he lifts the hammer high
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| And before it he swears
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| «allvise ygg, mktige hrjafader
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| Gudar av asars och vaners tt Hr mina ord, nr som jag svr
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| Att om tusen vintrar ter ta vr rtt»
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| (solo: sderberg)
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| While he speaks his prayer, mjlner rests in the air
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| As if holding its breath
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| Frozen by fear, the gathered stand and stare
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| And what they see is death
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| A laughing cry, fills the shivering night
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| He lets the hammer strike
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| A bolt of lightning bright, rips the darkend sky
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| Fire of doom ignite! |