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Austr sat in aldna

í Járnviði

ok fœddi þar

Fenris kindir;

verðr af þeim ǫllum

einna nǫkkurr

tungls tjúgari

í trolls hami.

Fyllisk fjörvi

feigra manna,

rýðr ragna sjöt

rauðum dreyra;

svört verða sólskin

um sumur eptir,

veðr öll válynd.

Vituð ér enn eða hvat?

Lyrics taken from Völuspá (Stanza 40 & 41)

(Translation: East in the Ironwood sat the Old One,

and breeding Fenrir's kin there;

of them all one shall become the

moon's pitchfork in troll guise.

He gorges on lives of death-doomed men,

Reddens the skies with gore,

The summer sun darkens, wild storms arise-

Do you seek to know yet more?)