The hooves of their horses gallop horribly
The pending pounding of doom
This night the Norns have noted
Their limited lives end soon
Wound bees fly from the sky
All they sting fall and die
Maces smash and swords will rend
The earth of weapons will turn red
Woton's warrior women
Restlessly riding reckless
Screaming slaughter songs
Powers of pain and panic reign
Sword trees meet the forest foe
Strom of weapons, sport of Freyr
Seeking the warrior's way to go
A blood snake bites through my back
I have failed to see its attack
I see now the valkrye's hand
She guides me higher to Woton's land
Woton's warrior women
Rode relentlessly ravaging
Singing slaughter songs
Kennings and notes:
Norns: three Norse goddesses who determine humans' fates
Wound bees: arrows
Earth of weapons: hand
Sword trees: men
Forest foe: axe
Storm of weapons/sport of Freyr: battle
Blood snake: sword
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