Far away, at the edge of the world
There lies a well of stars that swirls
Guarded by he who sees the fate
Of the ones who the sons of muspel hate
Odin pledged his eye to the well
So the fight for all he wished to quell
Then he fled, no time to talk
Into the battle of ragnarok
Fly away, into the sky
Now they must fight and soon they'll die
The fate of the world rests in their hands
They'll save our home, for all of man
He rode away on eight legged steed
To face his death, a noble deed
Blazing fire fell from the sky
And every being on earth now dies
But still there was hope left for him
Even through darkened skies so dim
Into the battle, fierce and grim
And for the gods, we sing our hymns