Pounding In The Night - Wizard

Mjoellnir flies across the sky

And giants fall down dead

Lightning strikes with power

Crush them in their head

They fear the Hammer everywhere

The Thunder calls for death

No living thing will harm our god

Until the serpents' breath!

From dark clouds fire falls to us

A battle rages high

Lightning, Thunder, Wind and Rain

Hammer’s crushing heads and bones

And lightning strikes his foes

Dark rain’s washing off the blood

While the Wind of anger blows

So many giants flood the world

They’ll never be all gone.

Whatever we might fear at night

The Thundergod will battle on!

Up the fight is going on Fly, goatdrawn waggon, fly!