Songtext von Rhyming With Thunder

Great God of the storm, Ruler of the skies above, Mighty ever-warrior Thor Thy name we call Descend to Midgard Great God of the gloom, We summon you! Rhyming with thunder, chant the holy Galder! Modi, Thruder, Magni - Thor! Master of the tempest, lord of wintry call, Modi, Thruder, Magni. He is Thor, one and all! Swing thy holy hammer Warriors revel in the sight With swords upraised To hail the pouring rain I greet thee chariot rider, Frost giants' bane! Never fall, always uphold this battle hymn of old! Mortal kinsmen die, As crops wither and subside Wealth is passing by Yet eternal remains a glorious deed's name! A legacy of honor, legend for tomorrow! For what glory warriors await Once their heyday goes under Save a skald's praise, rhyming with thunder? Swing thy holy hammer Warriors revel in the sight With swords upraised To hail the pouring rain I greet thee chariot rider, Frost giants' bane! Never fall, always uphold this battle hymn of old! Rhyming with thunder, chant the holy Galder! Modi, Thruder, Magni - Thor! Master of the tempest, lord of wintry call, Modi, Thruder, Magni - He is Thor, one and all!