Wolf-age

Axe-age Økstid

Sword-age Sverdtid

Wolf-age Vargtid

I saw the doombringer coming to call

And the arrow of fraud

Pierced through the skin of the fair

In accents of despair

As he died away

Borne throughout the misty air

The sun turned pale and no one spoke

Vows were sworn that very night

This death will be avenged

I saw the ship burning floating away

As a funeral pyre

To be claimed by the sea

A biting sarcasm rose

Whence the sly one fled

Hence the bondage of blood

Burned throughout the misty air

Ringhorn disappeared and no one spoke

Vows were sworn that very night

This death will be avenged

I saw the darkness descend upon the nine worlds

To enhance the coming of the end

All-Father then stod up and addressed upon the nine worlds

Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

Northwards and netherwards for nine nights through darkness

And through the vastness of Vid

Towards the ninth realm for nine nights through darkness

Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

Northwards and netherwards the eight-hooves were pounding

Through mist and pathways of death

Across the burning bridge the eight-hooves were pounding

Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

I felt the darkness increase upon the nine worlds

The winter tighened its grip

Grim Fimbul rage addressed upon the nine worlds

Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

I saw the wolf-age coming to call

And the arrow of fraud

Seeds of destruction were sowed

By the hands of doom

And by daring the meek

Tears thou kept to thouself

To avoid his return

To be wept of out Hel

Shields shall be cloven in vain

For this act of deceit

As the fate has forseen