Somewhere behind the border of the known world
you may hear the drumming
and the heavy steps of the giants.
They are born out of the primeval forces of nature and
Their brutal power is only surpasses by their wisdom,
descend from the time when not even gods were born.
since the old age of the giants have made them see what neither gods nor men ever will.
JOTUNHEIM of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jotunheim, Call the Giants
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call the Jotunheim! Beware the Giants, the Thurizas, beyond the border of everything.
In Utard the ancient live
and they bear old memories
You can hear them cry beyond Eli waves.
Hail! Jotunheim, Call the Giants
Angerboda, call her name in the dark.
of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call the Jotunheim!
Listen to Mimer, come to his well,
you watch the water of memory. If you listen to the Old,
You may hear Manegarm hown again.
Angerboda, watch her call on the wolves.
they will take you to the past.
Hail! Resar! Jotunheimr!
Thursar! Jotunheimr!
Jotnar! Jotunheimr!.
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