Out on the fields where the lonely horizon lies
So cold to the touch, every valley is made of ice
Fairest of gods, he was forced to be put on trials
Facing his end staring into the trickster's eyes
Metal and steel, fire and ice
Was thrown at his naked brow
They all were repelled no matter the might
Nothing could harm him now
God of light so wise and strong
The fairest of them all
His downfall was a mistletoe
Now hope is bound to fall
worlds
trials
touch
strong
skills
thrown
secret
truth
search
revealed
fields
facing
downfall
every
horizon
grand
valley
dismay
could
bound
repelled
fairest
staring
conversation
light
steel
disguise
flower
tears
forced
naked
lonely
nothing
vicious
ragnar
matter
metal
might
where
mistletoe
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