Mighty are dragons, flames they do breathe
Long are their talons, with teeth they do cleave
Wings like a storm, the wind they do blow
No fiercer an enemy do angels or men know
Deep in the dragon, the flames they do seethe
Heimdall fought bravely, but no dragon is he
Healed in clear waters, deep in the well
There Odin’s son, and golden sword fell
The eye now is blinded, strong arm is left lame
Now come the Valkyrie, to mourn for the slain