All is lost and foreign kings
   Rule the northern realms
   Hammerfest, the last outpost
   Has fallen to unbearded men
  
   Lords of the bloody cross
   Deceived or murdered all of true faith
   Now the temple of Thor, where Mjolner is kept
   Is under siege
  
   They fear the power of Mjolner
   The hammer of Thor
   And all their efforts to destroy it have failed
  
   From deep within the frozen ground
   Comes a rumbling sound
   Ravens fly and wild wolves howl
   Sending shivers down christians' spines
  
   As if from nowhere
   Dark and grim he appears
   The warlord of the Gods comes with force
   To retrieve The Crusher
  
   The first man died with a gurgling sigh
   When his head was crushed
   Painful surprise in his eyes
   As his life was snuffed
  
   With raw and brutal force
   The warlord breaks the temple doors
   The weak back off in fear
   On the altar it lies, he lifts the hammer high
   And before it he swears:
  
   Allvise Ygg, Maktige Harjafader
   Guda av Asars och vaners att
   Hor mina ord, nar som jag svar
   Att om tusen vintrar ater ta var ratt?
  
   While he speaky his prayer
   Mjolner rests in the air
   As if holding breath
  
   Frozen by fear
   They gathered stand and stare
   And what they see is death
  
   A laughing cry fill the shivering night
   He lets the hammer strike
   A bolt of lightning bright
   Rips the darkened sky
   Fire of doom - Ignite!