Týr
The Hammer of Thor
Mercy, spare me, I was but jestingDidn't mean to cut all her hair offListen, I will make the sons ofIwald forge her, you won't regret thisNew hair, see here,Dwarfs are fine craftsmenSimple, you know, they may let meStand by, setting their souls on fireMy my, watch the worldGo through mischiefmalice and the woes of warStill some thing are worth fighting forLet death and destructionstand your foes beforeAnd Midgard is safer the moreOut of the fire of freedomand out of the forge of dwarfsTo hold in your hand nowand for evermoreI give you the Hammer of ThorWarfare somewhereForge now your finest weaponsSongtexteWorthy of blood of battleMetal, deadly for these days ofWartime, war crimeLeave all you loved once safelySheltered from foes of freedomStardom fortune to the fools whoStand by, setting our souls on fireMy my, watching the worldAs it goes through mischief andMalice and the woes of warStill some things are worth fighting forLet death and destructionstand your foes beforeAnd Midgard is safer the moreOut of the fire of freedomand out of the forge of dwarfsTo hold in your hand nowand for evermoreI give you the Hammer of ThorWar marches up to your doorIf you don't stand before the Giants of ChaosOnce thrown there's no way backTo the way things were before
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