One-Eye, trace the starry sky
Until the ravens meet your hand
You know Old Man you'll surely die
On the edge of Midgard's land

The Wanderer was frought with doom on many starry stormy nights
seeing his loved ones torn before him, flesh rent from their bones.
He knew the Last Twilight was nigh, looming rays of black sunlights,
Gungnir in his hand he rode on Sleipnir from his throne.

The battle was fierce in full dismay, waves pulverizing the earth,
With speed and haste Odin did ride, to face his destined fate.
Fenrir's maw engulfed the sky, and of courage there was a dearth
And though the Old Man did fight on, Fenrir's hunger he did sate.

One-Eye, trace the starry sky
Until the ravens meet your hand
You know Old Man you'll surely die
On the edge of Midgard's land

Víðarr slays the lupine beast, torn jaws fall in the sea,
Thor struggles with the Serpent, and with strength he puts it down.
The poison drags Odinsson's feet nine steps into his sleep,
And amidst the darkness all of Midgard starts to drown.

The Wise Man did fight tooth and nail but in the end he lost,
Preoccupied with Fate was he, so was he strung into the Loom.
The dreams should not be ignored but free choice should not be tossed,
For in giving up that greatest of gifts we give in towards our Doom.

One-Eye, trace the starry sky
Until the ravens meet your hand
You know Old Man you'll surely die
On the edge of Midgard's land

I too have seen the Battle, heaven's horns at blazing call,
Winged frenzy in the skies, blood bath on all below.
But I will learn Odin's mistake, and take my sword from off the wall,
Pray in earnest for the Virtues for God's Strength on me bestowed.

I will not worry for my friends but instead vow to be their Shield,
If I die I go down fighting, ancient arts put to final test.
Swear by my Arms I will not sleep until my friends are healed,
Only in steadfast defense of righteousness will I be put to rest.

Now you may have been in all my dreams since I was but a youth,
But now I come with His strength and Mine to close your eyes.
Amidst the blood and fire will I remember the Knightly Truths,
And with holy sword asunder will I tear your earthly lies.

So know this now, you shadow-sons, I will not falter in my quest
For the Grail I seek to find, and with Virtue will I defend.
Your claws and teeth are only small obstacles in my test,
With His help and grace will I fight you all to the bloodied end.

Wolfkin stargaze Prudently into the night
with Courage contemplate what you must do
True Temperance will keep you walking right
So that the flame of Justice can burn anew.