Hail – Hail to the Gods That our ancestors praised in the woods Skald – Narrate us the tale Of the God with sorrow in his heart Tell us his fears
Odin the great sits enthroned Hlidskialf Looking down to Midgard in deep grief
Tears in the eye you wouldn’t believe it Tears in the eye of the great God See the fall of Odin’s warriors Snow keeps falling in this frozen land
Hail – Hail to the Gods That our ancestors saw in the skies Snow – Coating the land Endless darkness rises from now No more light
Under the oak we used to meet To praise the Gods of forgotten times Now it stands alone in the forest glade The Whipping winds tear if the leaves No one sees the fading tree It passes away from the light of day