| Distrust rules in Asgards heart
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| Farbautes son is spinning his web
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| With laughter, lies and malicous acts
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| Infecting our divine paradise
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| But we can not kill you, we are bound as we cry
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| A sign of death before Ragnar? |
| k arrives!
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| «So h? |
| der, why don’t they let you shoot at your brother?
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| Here, take this arrow, I’ll help you aim…»
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| Deceitful — if we can not trust
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| you, who can we trust?
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| Your outrages are many, with that we must live
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| As your stepbrother I must you forgive
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| Your children will haunt us, and we will them meet
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| In the final battle, when you sail your fleet
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| On the flaming sea, you stand in the stern
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| Still you are laughing, in the fire you must burn!
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| «So Tyr, where is your right hand?
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| Seems like Fenris still has it between his jaws…» |