The Dead Giant's Tale

Beneath a single brightened star,Spinning round both near and farA frozen throne lies cold and sleepingAnd held the giant, tall and weeping"For eternal winters, lost in time,I weep for all my etin kindThe blood that bonds both high and lowRuns ever through the ice and snow""I see thee men, once friend and foeHeimdall's children, seeds have sownStill keep thy pure and blessed meadBeneath the stars, beneath the tree""Yet new days dawn and Norns have spunThe final fate of Odin's sonsNine ages past, nine worlds collideDrowning deep in crimson tides""You seek thy doom and freedom sameThe need of ice and burning flameThe black stone wails for fallen kinThe high halls clash in storm and din""Foreign gods smite night and dayTemples fired, runes burned awayThe elder ones of wayward kithBore strong new sons of eager frith""To hold the tide of kingdoms lostTo take the hammer to the crossThe blood skald sing your song and fameHero's fane and martyr's bane""I tell my tale of ages goneOf eternal cycles soon to comeHeed my verse, for Heimdall's hornHails now the end of etin-borne"