Thunder from the heavens,
Drums that beat and rumble,
He striketh down the mighty,
Leaving safe the humble.
He swings his hammer mjolnir,
He makes the earth to rumble.
He forges, on he forges,
Lightning’s for the sky,
Mjolnir pounds and strikes,
For his master up on high.
He grinds, he beats, he releases,
His deluge from the sky.
Fire, ice, and power,
Strike the earth below,
Rivers of light descending,
They scream and screech and bellow.
Thundering to the ground,
With their heated raging glow.
Forging always forging,
In heavens glorious forge,
Mjolnir clanging, always clanging,
With an undying courage.
With lightening and thunder strong,
Until the final age.
-Hero
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