Thors Hammer

When The Weak Ones Ask For Help

Thors Hammer


There was a land of Giants, 
proud and noble ones 
They lived beyond the rules 
created by hopeless pawns 
They loved adventure and pleasure 
never avoided the fight. 
The darker black, 
they saw the brighter light. 

One day from southern valleys 
the family of ugly dwarfs 
Has come to Giants' land 
and ask the Great ones for help... 
The dwarfs had no place to sleep, 
no clothes and nothing to eat, 
The Giants offered them help, 
and let them safely live. 

The herd of ugly dwarfs 
has grown with every spring, 
They asked for more and more 
they wanted everything... 
To live in peace and love 
they made the equal laws 
The Giant gets the same 
what gets the little dwarf... 

Two centuries has passed 
there is no Giants' land... 
What was noble, great and proud 
is replaced by vulgar mass... 

[The last living Giant has said:] 

"Now I now what the evil we have done, 
we didn' t let the hopeless creatures die 
And you remember before it' s too late, 
the murder is the best when the weak ones ask for help."