No man more honest ever took an oath; None more true made treaty; None was more pure in love: And yet none so betrayed all oaths. All treaties, his truest love! Answer me, o mortal man: can you understand why? The fire raging in my breast shall melt all taint, all impurity to oblivion! Let yourself be purified, your taint washed, melted clear away; your soul thus released, exalted Till naught is left but radiant gold, Its luster pure. Aye, the twilight of the gods is upon us. And so shall I be reborn as the fire that cleanses our sacred halls of Valhalla! Beri'ah Muspellsheim Lævateinn
