Stack stout logs for me in pile By the shore of the Rhine High and bright let a fire blaze With his sword he shall burn So cast your eyes on my pain and grief Behold your eternal guilt
Feel my hatred, mighty gods My screams break the silent air I 'll take your gold, give it away To free my self from the magic curse You will burn deep in hell For the murder of my love Darkness near, the Rhine overflows, Higher and higher, waves grow
Bright flames set fire to the hall Gods and heroes are lost in the hall