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 rídan 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 níwee/þa strengþe ealde Wé, hring-dræfend, drýmenn, þone dracan oferfylgaþ Ná þæt án wé úre gewilnesse bléteaþ/ac éac swilce scilon his æsctír 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