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The clouds turn black over Bifrost’s gate
The giants stir, driven by hate
From the halls of Asgard, the golden high
A flash of blue splits the iron sky
No blade can settle what the thunder speaks
The mountain trembles and the glacier leaks
A prince of storms with a heart of fire
Is rising up from the funeral pyre.
Hear the crack of the Mjölnir strike
Vengeance coming for the gods and like
He’s the son of the All-Father, heir to the throne
With a power the heavens have never known!
Thor!—The lightning’s king
Thor!—Let the anvil ring
The rain will wash the blood from the stone
When the God of Thunder comes home!
He walks the Midgard, a warrior’s path
The frost and the flame will feel his wrath
He doesn't need wings to touch the sun
The battle is over before it’s begun
With a grip of iron and a cape of red
He strikes the fear in the living dead
From the heart of a star, his weapon was cast
The first of the heroes, the pride of the last.
Odinson...
Can you feel the static in the air?
Odinson...
The World-Serpent wakes in its lair.
But the sky doesn't break, it bows to his will
When the hammer goes up, the universe is still!
Hear the crack of the Mjölnir strike
Vengeance coming for the gods and like
He’s the son of the All-Father, heir to the throne
With a power the heavens have never known!
Thor!—The lightning’s king
Thor!—Let the anvil ring
The rain will wash the blood from the stone
When the God of Thunder comes home!
The thunder rolls...
The thunder rolls...
Asgard survives.
The storm lives on.
Details
GeneratedJan 8, 2026
Duration3:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
male, metal, nu metal, rock, electro
Credits
Prompt byVibeTempo136
ModelAria v5
