Isaz

Iceold, wisecold

Like your hearts was the realm before time

Tha var hann medh hrimthursum

The one who betrayed, the one that we hate

He tried to weaken our lands

with his pain aglow

But hear me brethren:

I see us rising, freezing

The wolf will swallow the sun

And the daughter in her womb

The moon will be retorn from the skies

Stars will fall

Earth will rive and Upheaven

Time of axes, time of shields

The storm of our hate

will stiffen it all

Thurisaz we are

From the edge of the nine worlds we reign

A distant memory of our balanced domain

That shall be risen, rebuilt again

With his flaming sword he will ride from the past

Burning the worlds of men and gods

A darkening arson, leaving but cold

The dragon he flies, biting that eye

Wisecold, iceold

Our shadow will fill the night

And those still alive will hide as thralls

To the fear of the might of our evil

Thurisaz we are

We roamed the dark before both Van and Dis

The woods will burn and the oceans will freeze

And all the living, growing, breathing will moulder to cease