As if I was as lowly as Thrall.
I may as well tow with me the whole race of serfs,
Than think that I will not soon fall.
If Heimdall gave birth to me, I'd be a new race,
Destined to wander until I found you again,
To murder until the only things of you left
Are things not recognizable by man.
Curse Var, I don't care if her punishment
Leaves me a shadow of the man I am.
I'll stand among the gods in Asgard itself,
To break my vows with you, if I can.
And it's alright,
I may not have the hearing or sight of Heimdall,
But like him I will sire entire races,
To see you ground down into Hel.
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