I am Heimdall, seventh of the gods
Seven sons knows Gjallarhorn
Speak with the winds and see in the dark
Inside the flesh of our enemies I am the thorn
Nine mothers' I've been born
Nine sisters' I am the son
Am guardian of the gods, keeper of the bridge
On the abyss of the sky, there stands my throne
At the end of times we will fight
With fire, ice and with blood
When worlds burn down and gods elapse
Dies with us the hate and the anger
Listen, Loki, friend of all giants
I see you and your seed
My eye sees everything, perceives your being
And lets you pay for your treason
Nine worlds you will burn
Nine shackles are made for you
The seed in your lumbar brings our end
Death and doom and eternal night
At the end of times we will fight
With fire, ice and with blood
When worlds burn down and gods elapse
Dies with us the hate and the anger
At the end of times dawns a morning
The god of all gods holds court
No night lasts forever, no storm rages forever
In death life shows its face