| The dawn is breaking
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| Light comes bright
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| On the new day now awaking
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| Giants Thor will fight
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| He is looking everywhere
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| For his mighty crusher
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| The weapon is not there
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| Bringing anger to the rusher
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| Thrym has stolen Mjoellnir
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| He wants Freyja as a prize
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| For the weapon giants fear
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| Don’t think this to be wise
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| See the eyes of redbeard
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| Filled with divine rage
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| Asking Freyja as she neared
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| To go into the giants cage
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| But Freyja just refuse
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| To be the hammers pawn
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| Loki knows what trick to use
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| Use brain instead of brawn
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| All giants died, the hammer’s home
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| And Freyja is still here
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| One will someday challenge him alone
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| But that is not anybody near!
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| Thor and Loki now disguise
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| Themselves as Freyja and handmaid
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| The mighty has to hide his eyes
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| And both travel to their fate
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| Thrym gladly hail his bride
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| His pleasure was unseen
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| He does not see what Thor did hide
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| But had a notion of the mean
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| Some things were strange to him
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| And he was curious to know
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| Loki swiftly starts the answering
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| So the giant didn’t see his foe
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| A ritual shall seal the bond
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| The hammer falls into the fold
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| Rage breaks through and goes beyond
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| Everything since days of old |