Texty: Týr. The Lay Of Thrym. Nine Words Of Lore.

Nine worlds of lore
This is the place we keep the weapon of war
Why have you come to Jotunheim all alone
You must be tired and in vain you have flown
I'll keep this force to fell the

Nine worlds of lore
Such was the world in dark days of yore
Safekeeper of the world then was Thor
Such was what they believed in before
Nine were the worlds of lore

Nine worlds of lore
I will not let you wield this hammer of war
So I have come to Jotunheim all alone
To take back what is mine I'll break every bone
By right this weapon wards the

Nine worlds of lore
Such was the world in dark days of yore
Safekeeper of the world then was Thor
Such was what they believed in before
Nine were the worlds of lore