In deep midwinter cold, portentous signs behold
Alone in forests lost, as mighty winds are tossed
Discern as dark enfolds, the sound of hooves eightfold
As skies above are crossed, thy doom shall fall like frost
The raging host, prepare the downfall
Too strong for most, fall under the thrall
Wind Lord ruler of the sky, come for souls of those who die
Mighty rider of the nine, wisdom, darkness shall entwine
The ordered shadows roam, deathly inspired horde
A gift of second sight, by shamanistic rites
On raidho's wheels traverse, Odhinic paths immerse
Ascetic at all cost, discover knowledge lost