I: Mz Fianda Raþi
Invocation
Hørin os Þursar or grundi gapz, or diupi Utgarþz, or stundu Ginnz.Wiþ eþer kallum wi nu ok æ, or bloþi etsinz, or Þornz æ.Komin, Ginnz konor, komin, Ginnz mæn, øþin asa lagh ok træ ok wen.Til Ragnarøkz farum wi mz eldi ok hat, mz tro ok wiliu, til Ginnungagapz.Hear us, O Thurses, from the yawning abyss,from the deep of Útgarðr, from the hour of Ginn.
By oath we summon you now and forever,
from the blood of Eitr, from the imperishable Spirit of Þorn.
Come, daughters of Ginn, come, sons of Ginn,
and destroy the law, tree, and friend of the æsir.
To Ragnarök we journey with fire and with hate,
with loyalty and with will, into Ginnungagap.
Mz Fianda Raþi
Þursa Wargher. Lyþas Wargher.
Øþis riþari ok kæþna øþari.
Þursa Wargher. Lyþas Wargher.
Þin andi æst loghi nata.
Wi riþum sum Diæfulin yfir hal ok hem.
Wi riþum a þakum asa ok a skioldum wana.
Hofarnir sloghu gnistur a balka lyghna.
Hofarnir sloghu elda a lagha hughløsa.
Winder smaka skarpt af bloþ eþa.
Winder smaka hett mz hungri Skøllz.
Ængin wærn præsta kan afwenda wægha war.
Ængin namn asa kan afwenda wægha war.
Wara hæstar skiælwa mz loghi umskiptis.
wara hæstar woksa klor þar kalder hof slogh.
Manar wærþa grar ok til ragz.
Mundar wærþa swarter ok woksa bita.
Fyrst rænner Fenrir. bandbrytarin.
Fyrst rænner Hati wiþ rotum askz.
Fenriz Þursøgha ær tomhetin J hiærta wæruldz.
Fenriz iærnklor æru døþin miøþdrukkinna asa.
Iak kallar a Þursa Wargher.
At wækia wargh J minum anda.
Wi ymsa hama war J natum Utgarþz.
Wi ymsa ham war til bita sanninga.
Ulfrin wi warum waknar op J bloþinu.
Ulfrin wi ærum sønder slitum wæfrin nornu.
Iagh kallar a Þursa Wargher.
At riþa mz os til Ragnarøkz.
Wi ærum ættin af tomheta hæmd.
Wi ærum ættin af tomheta wreþi.
Þa wi riþum wi mz Fenri riþum.
Þa wi riþum skal sotrøþer hana gala.
Þa wi riþum skal Garmr glaþlika yla.
Þa wi riþum skal trulskapit koma mz allum þem frækum.
Þa wi riþum skulum solarna swartna.
Þa wi riþum wi a Heldrasill riþum.
Þa wi riþum wi Warghs Faþur fylghium.
Þa wi riþum wi Warghs Moþur fylghium.
Þa wi riþum skal yggdrasill brinna.
Þa wi riþum skal miþgarþer lykta.
Þa wi riþum wi mz Fenri riþum.
By the Adversary’s Counsel
I call upon the Wolf of the Thurses,
rider of ruin and breaker of bonds.
I call upon the Wolf of the Thurses,
whose breath is the flame of the night.
We ride like the Devil over hall and home,
we ride on the roofs of the æsir and on the shields of the vanir.
Hooves strike sparks on the beams of lies,
hooves strike fire on the cowards of law.
Wind tastes sharp with the blood of oaths,
wind tastes hot with the hunger of Sköll.
No priests’ ward can turn our path,
no æsir’s name can turn our way.
Our steeds shudder with the flame of change,
our steeds grow claws where the cold hoof struck.
Manes turn grey and into fur,
mouths turn black and grow fangs.
Ahead runs Fenrir, breaker of bonds,
ahead runs Hati at the roots of the ash.
Fenrir’s gaze is the Void in the heart of the world,
Fenrir’s iron claws are the death of the mead-drunken gods.
I call upon the Wolf of the Thurses,
to wake the wolf within my spirit.
We shed our skin in the Utgardian nights,
we shed our shape for the fangs of truth.
The wolf we were wakes in the blood,
the wolf we are tears through the weave of the Norns.
I call upon the Wolf of the Thurses,
to ride with us until Ragnarök.
We are the Kin of the Void’s revenge.
We are the Kin of the Void’s wrath.
When we ride, we ride with Fenrir.
When we ride, the soot-red rooster will crow.
When we ride, Garmr will happily howl.
When we ride, the trolls will come with all the raveners.
When we ride, the suns will blacken.
When we ride, we ride upon Heldrasill.
When we ride, we will accompany the Wolf’s Father.
When we ride, we will accompany the Wolf’s Mother.
When we ride, yggdrasill will burn.
When we ride, miðgarðr will end.
When we ride, we ride with Fenrir.