A fragment

[occultatio]

(sung rapidly)

The view from above has a start and an end,
from the dragon your enemy, eagle your friend,
and that distance is traveled again and again
by that greatest of all the gods, Ratatosk!

The Aesir and Vanir, the Jotuns and trolls,
the heroes of men and their epics so bold,
and all of the battles the Seeress foretold
play a weak second fiddle to Ratatosk!

Comments

[gaudior.livejournal.com]

Deeply amused, and want to hear it sung to figure out what the hell you do with the scansion in the last line of each verse.