Three moons have passed Since the midwinters nighte Summer is awaited, the time of lighte Honour shalle be paid to thee All father, bringer of Victory The priest opens the sacrifice To stregthen thee a horse is victimized Bloode is shed upon thy sons Binding us to the oneeyed god Odinn, take this offering from us Be our guidance in war Let us not returne without victory Above the fire, the sacrificed meat A feaste is helde in troth of thee Hails are called out, horns are raised For powere thou shalt be praised Lead thy followers into a life of pride Odinn, take this offering from us Be our guidance in war Let us not returne without victory Rather well die Greate deeds await us at foreign shores Battlewolfe, lend thy spear to us Greate father of war, accept our offeringe Sende thy ravens as a signe, lead us into victory And thy sons shalle returne in pride... Odinn, take this offering from us Be our guidance in war Let us not returne without victory Odinn, lend thy spear to us Greate father of war Let us not returne without victory Rather well die
returne, odinn, greate, victory, thy