Ragnarök - Nothgard

The fimbulvetr prays the blast of death from north

3 years of frost, 3 years of night

The final breath evaporates to the sky

To the stars up high

Skali and Hati chase the moon

Stars drop from the canopy

Fenris crashs his chains

Naglfar appears during night

The end of all no one to escape

Muspells sons are on their way

Odens son, Thor awaits them

To fight — to strike

Þá kemur inn ríki

Að regindómi

Öflugur ofan

Sá er öllu ræður

Þar kemur inn dimmi

Dreki fljúgandi

Naður fránn, neðan

Frá Niðafjöllum;

Ber sér í fjöðrum

Flýgur völl yfir

Niðhöggur nái

Nú mun hún sökkvast

The fimbulvetr prays the blast of death from north

3 years of frost, 3 years of night

The final breath evaporates to the sky

To the stars up high

Skali and Hati chase the moon

Stars drop from the canopy

Fenris crashes his chains

Naglfar appears during night

The end of all no one to escape

Muspells sons are on their way

Odens son, Thor awaits them

To fight - to strike

Then comes the state

To the regency

Powerful top

He who controls everything

It's getting dark

Dragon flying

Knock off, below

From Niðafjöll;

Carries itself in feathers

Flying field over

Cuts reach

Now she will sink