Sonatorrek

The spear-god shared

Spoil with me,

My oath was to Odin,

He gave me aid:

Now that maker of mystic

Runes only mocks me,

Voids all my victories,

That breaker of vows

I'll make offerings to Odin,

Though not in eagerness,

I'll make my soul's sacrifice,

Not suffer silently:

Though this friend has failed me,

Fellow of gods,

To his credit he comforts me

With compensation

That wolf-killer, that warrior

God, well seasoned in war

Bestowed a bounty

Not to be bettered:

To my art he added

One other gift,

A heart that held

Not craft only: hatred!

The end is all

Even now

High on the headland

Hel stands and waits,

Life fades, I must fall

And face my own end

Not in misery and morning,

But with a man's heart