Son of Loki
One of the three
His appetite is worrisome
As is the prophecy
His strength is enormous
His demeanor is treacherous
No good can come
While he roams free
The council meets
To decide what to do
A test of strength
Fenrir won't refuse
We will bind him
With magic rope
Tie him to a rock
And then hope
The sound of a cat's steps
A woman's beard
The breath of a fish
A dwarvish craftsmith
Combined to make
An unbreakeable band
This final trick
Cost Tyr his right hand
Beware the great wolf
For he will swallow the sun
Beware the great wolf
When his chains are undone
Lying in the cold
He plots his revenge
Once he breaks free
He's going after Odin
He'll swallow him whole
He'll swallow the sun
He'll swallow the moon
And empty heaven
Son of Loki
One of the three
His appetite is worrisome
As is the prophecy
His strength is enormous
His demeanor is treacherous
Ragnarok will come
When he breaks free
Beware the great wolf
For he will swallow the sun
Beware the great wolf
When his chains are undone