Gylfaginning

Early of ages When nothing was There was neither sand nor sea Nor cold waves The earth was not found Nor the sky above Ginnungagap was there But grass, nowhere... Bright burning land Realm of fire Impassable flames Dark World, home of Hvergelmir Source of eleven rivers strong Frozen ice reaching the south Too meet with warming winds From the depths comes the likeness of man Father of fell deeds.. Ymir his name to be, first of the Jotun Nourished by four great rivers From the Primeval Cow... Fell fate awaits He who soon will shape the Earth...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Countless winters, ere Earth was formed Bergelmir was born That I first remember when that wise Jotun in an ark was laid... Of Ymir's flesh was Earth created, of his blood the sea of his bones the hills, of his hair the trees and plants of his skull the heaven And of his brows The gentle powers formed Midgard for men but of his brain the heavy clouds are all created... By the shore, two trees of life Three breaths from the mighty ones Arise in flesh, Ask and Embla, The first of mankind...

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Come the Golden Age Two great halls under the Sun Most wondrous of all things Twelve great thrones to be with the One Mighty seats of judgement In the gilded hall Build now great forges of fire Hammer, tong and anvil To forge all other tools Work with metal, stone and wood Vast hoards of gold Golden houses rise Upon their thrones of judgement, Above the living earth, Maggots finding life in flesh, Will be granted their birth Gaining the likeness of men Knowledge and understanding Dwelling deep inside the ground Modsognir and Durin's kin (The Sibyl's Prohepcy : 11-16)

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

I know a mighty ash That spreads all over earth The greatest of all trees Standing over the sky Thee roots it has Over three wells Yggdrasil is its name And many creatures dwell within The first I know is with the gods In heavens up high The second I know reaches to where emptiness once was The third is far below In the darkened realm One creature is a burden here Gnawing at the roots Eagle of great knowledge Dwelling in the branches Hawk between its eyes In Yggdrasil's mighty heights Ratatosk, a beast of slander Spreading vicious lies And four slags running in the tree Devouring the leaves I know an ash standing Yggdrasil height a lofty tree, laved with limpid water Thence come the dews into the dales that fall ever stands it green over Urd's fountain The mighty ash , Yggdrasil....

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

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Evil, the blood that flows in thy veins Mischief deep within Dark is thy future, you will come to see Great destruction then Cast in the deep is your serpent blood, Hel is sent far below You shall remain in the heavens above, Fenriswolf "Here he is a danger Evil fate will be." "Let us then test his strength Against this mighty fetter." "Nay, your bound is weak, by my legs 'twas shattered Bring to me what you may, you cannot so easily quell me Laeding was weak and Dromi is strong yet still it is torn asunder Is there no cast in all the world which may keep me at bay?" Truly you are a beast of strength great and fell But see here is a new bound to try Our hands cannot break the craft of Dwarves Now shall you face your third challenge, great wolf "If you were to bind me in such a way that I was unable to free myself, then you would betray and abandon me, and it would be a long time before I received any help from you. I am unwilling to allow that band to be put on me. Rather than questioning my courage, why not let one of you place his hand in my mouth as a pledge that there is no treachery in this offer?" As you wish, one brave of us will show to you our truth His hand he will place in your mouth as you are bound Now struggle, wolf, and see how indeed you were deceived Although Tyr lost his hand, we have prevented ill fate This is your fate, bane of All-Father, Driven into the great barren earth This sword marks the silence of death Thy terror is ended

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Hall of great warriors Who fell with sword in hand Strong and brave Einherjar All-Father will greet there Feast on the finest meat Drink the mead of Heidrun Glorious are all who dwell Within those mighty walls Valhalla Sol rise and give a new day So that he may learn All that happens in the world Whether good or ill Victorious feasts and tales of the past Waiting for the day when All are called and none shall remain Within those mighty walls Valhalla Five hundred doors and still forty more I believe, are at Valhalla Eight hundred Einherjar Will go together out each door When they go to fight the wolf All prepare for the final day When all fates are met Such is their sport All the Einherjar In Odin's home fields fight among themselves each day The fallen they choose then ride from the battlefield, reconciled, they sit again

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

...And thus they were come to a great fortress standing on an open plain. A fell yet mighty air was about this place. They had at least reached Utgard, a stronghold of giants. Entering they beheld a great hall. Inside, many large men sat in feast. "News travels slowly from distant parts, but am I wrong in thinking that this little fellow is Thor the Charioteer? Surely there is more to you than meets the eye. Tell me, companions, what skills do you think you are capable of competing? No one can stay here with us who does not have some skill or knowledge greater than other men" I, Loki will challenge thee I am the swiftest eather here Bring forth a trough of meat Now, who will face me? Now in the middle I see That I am defeated Though bones remain after me Nothing I see in front of me. Come now, Thjalfi, Let us race Out on the plain Of Utgard Three times I won Now turn back And accept defeat At Utgard. Bring forth the feaasting horn From which the Charioteer will drink I know you can drain this horn i n Three drinks and no more Should you fail, I shall not doubt that You will fare well in other feats. I cannot lift your cat, Though I try with all my might I cannot wrestle your old nurse So steadfast is her stance In truth, I am the forest giant You struck mountains with your blows Wildfire burned and mind did run Thus came defeat to your friends Though you drunk you did not see The ocean unending The Serpent you lifted high And old age you did fight well

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Wwent be with neither chariot Nor companion at his aid Dressed as a young boy, to seek revenge For the treachery he had faced In the hall of many deceits Now at daybreak he goes to sea "Such a lad cannot bear The cold and reach of my journeys You speak with confidence and now We soon will see whether tongue holds truth And the ox you use as bait Will lure the senses of the deep..." It can be said in truth that Thor had tricked both Giant and Serpent, no less than he had been deceived himself. Though the serpent took the bait His fate was prolonged Revenge was swift and the hammer was thrown Now lain in the deep

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

In my dreams I see my fate Life is taken from me Thus there was an oath from all Never to harm Baldr But one was too young to take this oath... Take this bow as I guide your aim, Even the blind may honour their kin... Thus was the bane of the beautiful God There was much despair That deed began the end of things.. "With such a fell time we are faced One is to blame for what has become Soon he will face a terrible vengeance For all that he has done... Grief overwhelms, the end of all things Is now at hand as envy subsides One must ride the road to Hel If we are to see the fallen son again... Odins son Hermod the Bold Will ride as the wind To the second son Now prepared is a funeral pyre To send forth all that was Nine dark nights, the ride to Hel Comes he to the hall at last "O! Hel,I beg of thee, By the tears of the Aesir That you may let me brother ride With me back to his home By guile was he taken from here..." "This I say, if all will weep Then I shall let your brother leave". Thus it was spoken that all things Shed their tears in his name But there was one that would not weep... "Thokk will weep dry tears at Baldr's funeral pyre Alive or dead the old man's son gave me no joy. Let Hel hold what she has" Deciever, no shape or hide Can spare you from revenge You tread your fatal and final path No mercy will you be shown In this cave your eivl is bound Bound by your own son's Guts you shall remain Underneat the poison Forever you will lie But come will the day When bonds will break...

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Fimbulvetr now has come None are spared through winters three Age of Sun is gone.. Come now forth unto the end Long have we prepared our swords For this final day Brothers will fight bringing death to each other Sons of sisters will split their kin bonds.. Age of axes, age of swords, shields split, wind age, wolf age until the world falls into ruin No more the Sun. No more the Moon. Fatters shaken from the earth Unleashing the deadly foes.. The ship of nails is come Bane of gods unbound Sons of Muspell ride behind A sword as of the Sun One hundred leagues in every path The field of battle lies cold and still Long foreseen the fate of all Shall be unveiled on the final day ...And finally the mighty Gjallarhorn resounds With fear but strength the fallenones go on towards the end... Cometh now the final day Fate awais us on the field Glorious or fell Come now forth unto the end Long have we prepared our swords For this final day Absence of the mighty sword Will be the bane of Frey Slain by that which shines so bright Hel's hound, great and fell Challenges the bravest God Together they fall Thunder God and his old foe Are each other's bane And finally the ancient wolf Swallows the Old Wise One.. Odin's son goes to fight with the wolf, Vidar on the way to the carrion beast; he lets his sword hew to the heart of Hvedrung's son Thus the father is avenged The sun grows black, the earth sinks into the sea The bright stars vanis from the heavens Steam surges up and the fire rages. Heat reaches high against heaven itself...

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025