The Devil Slayer - Skyforger

Bellows blow, the anvil pounds

Sword of the hero will soon be born

I was the first who gained control

Subdued by my will

The spirit of fire

Drove it into furnace

And taught the people

How to forge weapons, swing the hammer

Blow the bellows, cool and grind metal

Hey, blacksmith, forge a sword for me

As heavy as only few can lift it

Bellows blow, the anvil pounds

Sword of the hero will soon be born

Weighing as much as three heavy iron bars

Will it be heavy enough?

Not yet

My sword must be heavier

Forge, blacksmith, a sword for me

As heavy as only few heroes can lift it

Iron and fire, who dares to lift me up?

Son of the mare!

What will you call me?

The Devilslayer!

Forge roars, the furnace burns, bellows blow day and night

Hammer strikes, the anvil pounds

Sword of the hero will soon be born

Three more iron bars are forged!

Can you lift it?

Yes, now it is the proper size

And a proper weight for me!

I forged a sword for you, Kurbads

A sword which only you can lift!