Mjölner, Hammer of Thor

In the realm of Svartalvheim

Where master forgers reign

Loke met with Eitri and Brokk

With malice and deceit, he got them to agree

To create nine magic gifts for the Asa Gods

Brokkr had a sense of foul play in the air

So he made a wager for Loke's head

Treasures will be forged, for the Asagods

A spear and ring for the Asgård king

But finest of them all, The Crusher it is called

Mjölner! Hammer of Thor

Loke's treachery, knows no boundaries

He hid himself in the blacksmith's cave

But as work progressed, he feared he'd lose his bet

He knew his situation now was grave

Working the bellows

Heating the forge

Striking the anvil

Striking with force

Then as they worked on the last gift

A mighty hammer of war

Loke disrupted the work of the blacksmiths

The handle came out short

The nine gifts were brought to Odin's mighty hall

As Loke feared the Gods praised them all

Treasures have been forged, for the Asagods

For the Vana prince, a ship and boar

But finest of them all, The Crusher it is called

Mjölner! Hammer of Thor

Brokk came to claim his price

Loke fooled him twice

He saved his lying head

But got his mouth sewn shut instead

Treasures have been forged, for the Asagods

For Sif they made new hair of gold

But finest of them all, The Crusher it is called

Mjölner! Hammer of Thor