Old air/in the roots/dark ground/underfoot/the ring-path/thick with before.
Tread circles/walk the past/too long we've broken/the bones of our feast.
In water/there is truth/strength of hand/the string-willed golem
dark eye-door/the path unmade/the wyrd-well/fell and sooth.
Thunder/storm-song/Hel-song/thunder/storm-song/Hel-song
Truth/there is no truth/truth/there is no truth
Thunder…
only seeking.
We are knife-treaders/feet split by blades/Sculd unfolding/like mountains.
Time bound by horns/broke by their shaking.
We seek not the light/but the stars and/what lies beyond.
Thunor, take us/break us with thunder/crack our stones
In water/there is truth/strength of hand/the string-willed golem
dark eye-door/the path unmade/the wyrd-well/fell and sooth.
In old ruts/we make new rites/Upon the sunless path/unformed fate/awaits.
Thunder…
Se Réodbeard ús mycele wisnesse forgildeþ/þisse giefe þunore þanc gelimpen.
þisse áre, wé úre þrota bléteaþ/ac Ginnendegæp úre worulde ongaþ
and se snaca-fetel fullheardor gebindeþ.
Us græf/tréowenum cliferum/us ýst/gief tó orlegniðe rÃdan
Se Réodbeard ús mycele wisnesse forgildeþ…
Give us/bellies full of stars/gouge us/black holes for eyes
ús ascildest/feormest úre ban/ðæt mearg nÃwee/þa strengþe ealde
Wé, hring-dræfend, drýmenn, þone dracan oferfylgaþ
Ná þæt án wé úre gewilnesse bléteaþ/ac éac swilce scilon his æsctÃr soðan.
þunor sceal þone wyrm ástýrfan/þæt úre woruld wile boren.
Darkness/from our palms/seeping between/our teeth
we are the earth/your mate/you are the sky/ours
join us in storm/wreak earth with your seed