The Fimbulvetr prays the blast of death from North
3 years of frost, 3 years of night
The final breath evaporates to the sky
To the stars up high
Skali and Hati chase the moon
Stars drop from the canopy
Fenris crashes his chains
Naglfar appears during night
The end for no one to escape
Muspell's sons are on their way
Odin's son, Thor awaits
To fight, to strike
Þá kemur inn ríki
Að regindómi
Öflugur ofan
Sá er öllu ræður
Þar kemur inn dimmi
Dreki fljúgandi
Naður fránn, neðan
Frá Niðafjöllum
Ber sér í fjöðrum
Flýgur völl yfir
Niðhöggur nái
Nú mun hún sökkvast
The Fimbulvetr prays the blast of death from North
3 years of frost, 3 years of night
The final breath evaporates to the sky
To the stars up high
The end for no one to escape
Muspell's sons are on their way
Odin's son, Thor awaits
To fight, to strike
Þá kemur inn ríki
Að regindómi
Öflugur ofan
Sá er öllu ræður
Þar kemur inn dimmi
Dreki fljúgandi
Naður fránn, neðan
Frá Niðafjöllum
Ber sér í fjöðrum
Flýgur völl yfir
Niðhöggur nái
Nú mun hún sökkvast
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