Windswept landscape, desolated mountain plateaus The Deepest woods and darkest scrubs Floods and mountains are our landmarks in a life beneath the Hammer A long and narrow kingdom Ruled by trinity From stormy mountain tops covered with snow We behold the kingdom of the Hammer We ride along the paths of Midgard Fog from the soil rises at our feet To the west the shore can be seen, where the first sat foot ashore Where they raised sail towards north