Ice and coldness, storm and snow.
High tops, raging sea.
Deep valleys, dark woods.
They've been created by the power of the Gods.
By Nifelheim and Muspelsheim
Got birth our world,
A world that stands up
Through the ruins of Ymir.
High tops, raging sea.
Deep valleys, dark woods.
They've been created by the power of the Gods.
By Nifelheim and Muspelsheim
Got birth our world,
A world that stands up
Through the ruins of Ymir.
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