Hair of gold
Eyes of sky
Lips of velvet
Yet tears in his eyes
The older brother
in the sun
Overshadowed
the younger one
Now he must
do all he can
To be the
golden, better man
He has his sorrows
His share of pain
For his brother bears
the mark of Cain
So he must struggle
and carry on
To be the man as pure
as the light of dawn
His brother's darkness
may overpower
But he will fight
'till his last hour
And when his last hour
has come to pass
He will go out with
strength and class
Midgard will weep when
it's no longer under
Thor Odinson
God of Thunder