Swords and armours 
Shine under the rays of a fading Sun 
Spikes on wrist 
Leather, strapped on hand 
Axes shine bright 
Chain with a hammer, on neck 
Swords held up high 
And voices hail thy name 
Odin! 
Odin, guide my sword! 
Two ravens appear from the eternal grey sky 
And the fight begins, all men fight proud 
The axe and sword tear limbs, shields crack 
The field turns red (many); men bite the black earth 
Not far away, ten dragon ships draw near 
Egir gazes from the depths and creates a storm 
By the time the ten dragon ships came ashore 
And the men ran to the Black Mountains 
Mani, rose, and reigned his time in cold 
The dagger falls, Great Serpent hear our call 
The Dragon's breath lies thick into the night 
Naked we dance, we the wolves on the frost: 
Now swords and armours, 
Shine under the light of the freezing Moon 
The mountains are darkened, 
Fires burn on the top of the hills (and mountains) 
An old man with beard a grey 
Walked towards the camp of banner black 
And told the men to praise their Gods 
And back into the dark he walked 
Mani passed the throne to Sol 
And night became a day again! 
Two men in clothes all black 
Stood on the highest peak of the mountain and gazed 
below 
An eight legged black stallion one rode 
Two ravens flew towards the field 
When Mani rose and reigned again 
The wolves sung a lament, it was done 
"The battle was ours, no man shall take this land"