| Axe-age Økstid
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| Sword-age Sverdtid
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| Wolf-age Vargtid
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| I saw the doombringer coming to call
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| In form of the blind
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| And the arrow of fraud
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| Pierced through the skin of the fair
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| In accents of despair
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| As he died away
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| Borne throughout the misty air
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| The sun turned pale and no one spoke
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| Vows were sworn that very night
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| This death will be avenged
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| I saw the ship burning floating away
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| As a funeral pyre
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| To be claimed by the sea
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| A biting sarcasm rose
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| Whence the sly one fled
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| Hence the bondage of blood
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| Burned throughout the misty air
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| Ringhorn disappeared and no one spoke
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| Vows were sworn that very night
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| This death will be avenged
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| I saw the darkness descend upon the nine worlds
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| To enhance the coming of the end
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| All-Father then stood up and addressed upon the nine worlds
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| Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age
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| Northwards and netherwards for nine nights through darkness
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| And through the vastness of Vid
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| Towards the ninth realm for nine nights through darkness
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| Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age
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| Northwards and netherwards the eight-hooves were pounding
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| Through mist and pathways of death
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| Across the burning bridge the eight-hooves were pounding
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| Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age
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| I felt the darkness increase upon the nine worlds
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| The winter tightened its grip
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| Grim Fimbul rage addressed upon the nine worlds
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| Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age
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| I saw the wolf-age coming to call
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| In form of the blind
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| And the arrow of fraud
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| Seeds of destruction were sowed
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| By the hands of doom
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| And by daring the meek
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| Tears thou kept to thouself
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| To avoid his return
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| To be wept of out Hel
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| Shields shall be cloven in vain
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| For this act of deceit
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| As the fate has foreseen |