Falling of human honour Fierce giant winter Fimbulvetr Only snow brings down from everywhere. The earth shivers, trees fall
Mountains break from top to bottom Among this roar the sky breaks up Also sons of Muspell rush from above Incalculable hosts are built across the field of Vigrid, on hundred leagues
The ash-tree of Iggdrasil, in horror the sky and the earth trembles. Soldiers and gods arm and act on the battlefield
Ahead Odin goes - in a gold helmet, with a spear of Gungnir in hand.
Garm, ground in Hellhejme, in a bottomless cave
There is the battle, it is start of end of all, horror Death waits them, broken of their world, Ragnarok Day did not see light such awful That is the destiny, the destiny of Gods…