Odhinn's Cult - Gwydion

Soaked and muddy is the soil

Thunder connects distant mountains

An old track leads upwards

Up to the fringe of the tallest fjord

Countless have dreamed with this place

The closest to the plane of Asgard

Few had the courage to believe

And to release the berserker affray

Strange the breeze is carrying over

Whispers noise and sounds resembling words

Formulae of unbounded rage and pain

A receipt for a deadly mindset way

Time and place is right

The words reveal themselves

"Thou must hunt a beast wolf

Under the darkest winter night

Sip the fresh blood while still warm

Grasp the sense that all is prey

When the heat of battle ignites

Roaring in waves engulfing thy heart

Burning fire will be summoned

In pure frenzy harvest enemy's lives

In pure frenzy harvest enemy's lives"

Soaked and muddy is the soil

Thunder connects distant mountains

An old track leads upwards

Up to the fringe of the tallest fjord

Countless have dreamed with this place

The closest to the plane of Asgard

Few had the courage to believe

And to release the berserker affray

Strange the breeze is carrying over

Whispers noise and sounds resembling word