Standing in the Bifröst
Heimdallr with his horn
Watching in the distance
With his sharp eyesight
He can hear the grass grow
Miles and miles away
He was chosen by the gods
And he's staying alert
Heimdallr
Heimdallr
Heimdallr son of Odin
With wild pig blood
Son of nine mothers
The bravest of the gods
He spent days without sleep
Until the Ragnarök
Against Loki, he will fight
And then the end begins
Heimdallr
Heimdallr
Heimdallr
Heimdallr
Heimdal
Heimdal
He is the end
