I will hail you in my hall, Loki,

My ale cup raised,

Your name spoken lovingly

Like a kiss, from my eager lips.

For my hall has long since been your hall

And a draught will forever be poured for you there.

I will hail you in my hall, Loki.

I will be faithful to my promise to speak of your good deeds,

To stand in your defense,

To see you praised, remembered and set high.

Only bring your presence as reward, to your oathsworn,

Clever one.

I will hail you in my hall, Loki.

Draw near.

Be welcome.

Stay, forever, if you wish.

Let me dive into you

Over and over again.

Even though you break my world

And the carnage of your flame is pain to bear,

To you, my God, may my cup be raised.