Odin In Metropolis

Ansuz, Kenaz, Isa, Turisaz...
Sowilo, Uruz, Nautiz, Yer...

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Ok at bönum verðask
Munu systrungar sifjum spilla
Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standandi
Ymr it aldna tré, en jötunn losnar

The trail of northern wind in the memory of our neural structures
Will remind about itself leading us to the bitterness of smell
Of blows to the temple
In the hours when nonentities will glorify a knife at last
And their archangels will come to Death herself just for advice
As the unquiet souls will sing all as one

In those days when the fire of fury
Was traded down for a promise of solace
And Glad-of-war will open the empty eye
And on the sidewalks of brotherly blood the crystals of the Mead of poetry
Will be shown through the stains of dried gore
The seekers after Hangatyr within the concrete jungle
Will incarnate him through the bodies murdered in the crowd

And the great gallows will rise in the sky
After thunder instead of rainbow...

Pert, Wunjo, Raidos, Berkana...
Mannaz, Inguz, Algiz, Fehu...

Brœðr munu berjask
Ok at bönum verðask
Munu systrungar sifjum spilla
Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standandi
Ymr it aldna tré, en jötunn losnar

And those crowned with fear will spit out
The charms with their own blood
After having entered your hypostasis
And the winds staggering the bodies of the hanged
Will whisper the right runes
To a ragged fate of the hearts chilled
From pointless waiting