The signs are plain to see, I know what fate doth await
The dawning of a time of darkness, grievance, fire and hate
The time of idle watching is long over due
I hark and hear the Gjallarhorn, and know what I must do
Aegishjalmur the helm of awe
Aegishjalmur and the wolverine claw
The bones are cast, the bearded axe is hurled
Aegishjalmur to light the way
I new time cometh, and I shall display
The mighty helm of terror to the world
I feel the touch of fate, the Agathursir draw
I sense the power within the grasp of the hawk’s claw
The sting of insight hurts, I comprehend the price
My life be forfeit now, it is my sacrifice
Aegishjalmur the helm of awe
Aegishjalmur and the wolverine claw
The bones are cast, the bearded axe is hurled
Aegishjalmur to light the way
I new time cometh, and I shall display
The mighty helm of terror to the world
