Hammer of god

Thunder rolls like a burning drum,

The sky splits open — the gods have come.

Across the clouds rides the iron roar,

The wrath of storms, the might of Thor.

Lightning veins crack through the dark,

Every strike a holy mark.

Mjölnir hums with raging fire —

A metal heart of pure desire.

[Chorus] – Epic & Heavy

HAMMER OF STORMS, shaking the world,

Crushing the mountains with thunderous force!

When Thor descends with the sky ablaze,

No mortal stands — only the roar remains.

His grip is fate, his arm a war cry,

Each swing tears open the frozen sky.

Giants tremble at the echo’s weight,

For Mjölnir carries their shattered fate.

Iron winds howl through the storm,

A god of war in mortal form.

Every blow splits time in two —

And destiny bows when the lightning strikes true.

HAMMER OF STORMS, shaking the world,

Crushing the mountains with thunderous force!

The heavens break with every swing,

Let all the realms hear the thunder king!

Thunder!

Metal!

Skyfire rising!

Mjölnir falling!

Stormborn fury…

No god stronger!

Let the clouds scream, let the earth ignite,

Let nine realms bow to his storm-lit might!

For when Thor marches through the burning sky,

Even death kneels…

Before the god of the high!