Thyrfing The Deceitful
Distrust rules in Asgards heart Farbautes son is spinning his web With laughter, lies and malicous acts Infecting our divine paradise But we can not kill you, we are bound as we cry A sign of death before Ragnar? k arrives! "So h? der, why don't they let you shoot at your brother? Here, take this arrow, I'll help you aim..." Loke - spawned by giants you came to us Deceitful - if we can not trust you, who can we trust? Your outrages are many, with that we must live As your stepbrother I must you forgive Your children will haunt us, and we will them meet In the final battle, when you sail your fleet On the flaming sea, you stand in the stern Still you are laughing, in the fire you must burn! "So Tyr, where is your right hand? Seems like Fenris still has it between his jaws..."
