Battle Cry

The forge could not contain his fury.

The heat of a thousand suns pale before his eyes.

The strongest gale quells in his presence.

The lightning, his own dominion, fears his coming wrath.

The thunder god is loose.

He comes to bring wrath and justice.

Let all who do evil flee,

for there is no escape.

Let all who worship him rejoice,

and join the vanguard of his war.


The thunder god, mighty Thor,

will lead us in battle.

Rais arms.

Up shields.

Form the wall,

and let the horns sound.

for we fear no darkness.


Onward to war,

onward to victory,

and Thor’s glorious day!

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