Amon Amarth - Mjolner, Hammer of Thor

Subscribe: Get ’Berserker’ here: Follow Amon Amarth: LYRICS In the realm of Svartalvheim Where master forgers reign Loke met with Eitri and Brokk With malice and deceit He got them to agree To create nine magic gifts for the Asa Gods Brokk had a sense of foul play in the air So he made a wager for Loke’s head Treasures will be forged For the Asagods A spear and ring for the Asgård king But finest of them all The Crusher it is called Mjölner! Hammer of Thor Loke’s treachery Knows no boundaries He hid himself in the blacksmith’s cave But as work progressed He feared he’d lose his bet He knew his situation now was grave Working the bellows Heating the forge Striking the an