Wolfsblood - lyrics, music, vocal, howling, whispers, noises,
bells, shaman drum, ocarina, vibra tone, wood flute,
bamboo flute, rainstick, shakers, triangle, zhaleyka, wood blocks.

All lyrics by Wolfsblood, except:
text of an incantation from the Icelandic Galdrabók from Stockholm (№33, text in Icelandic, 17th century) (7)
text by the Norwegian Runic Poem (The text in Old Norse, 12th century) (9)
text by Karl Kern (11)

Vigdis Sol - vocal, back-vocal (3, 4, 6, 7, 9)
Michael & Roric (Ritual Front) - back-vocals (4, 6)
Leonid Korablev - voice (7)
Peter G. - vocal (11)
Ilya Lipkin (Waldsonne) - mandolin, music ("Goddess" Video)

recorded in Moscow, 2006-2007

© 2004-2007 translation by Flora, Vigdis Sol, Wolffanger & Blodstjarna,
materials from Leonid Korablev

© 2007 Wolfsblood

The sound like a heartbeat
The sound is growing up
And seizing.
The sound is passing through
Air and Earth.
It’s becoming a part of the whole,
Like a branch of a tree,
An owl soaring in clouds,
A stone, lying near a stream,
Fire giving somebody warmth,
Wind playing in rocks.
The sound is the part of the whole,
Invisible touch of Odin.

Odin
in fathomless shadows
in twilight of the future
let our phantoms
gain the power of prophecies.
And everything covert will get an evident one.

Odin,
Sacrificed yourself,
Cognized the secret of runes.
Odin,
Take us through the worlds,
Show us your Power
Odin,
Give us the key from Lower Worlds,
Lead us with secret path
Odin,
Bring us the Word with ravens’ cry,
Show us your face in the mirror of waters.
Odin,
Inscribe Galdrastafr in the night sky.
Odin,
Stones of the ancient sanctuaries
Has calling your priests.
Odin,
Take our donations,
Listen to our entreaties.
Odin,
Show us the True Way
Give us the key from Covered,
Odin,
Showed us Runes,
Give us the Sign, display your Power.

Óðinn, Loki, Freyr, Baldur, Marður, Týr, Birgir, Hænir, Freyja, Gefjun, Gusta og allir þeir og þær sem Vallhöll byggja og byggt hafa frá heimsins upphafi, þá gefi mér það að mér veitist þessi hlutur.

Spirits of ancient bogs,
Of the eternal trees
And the ancient stones,
Spirits of the lakes and rivers,
Give us your Power!
Souls of fallen warriors,
Souls of wolves and deers,
Souls of priests and shamans,
Give us your Power!

Fé vældr frænda róge;
føðesk ulfr í skóge.

Úr er af illu jarne;
opt løypr ræinn á hjarne.

Þurs vældr kvinna kvillu;
kátr værðr fár af illu.

Óss er flæstra færða
för; en skalpr er sværða.

Ræið kveða rossom væsta;
Reginn sló sværðet bæzta.

Kaun er barna bölvan;
böl gørver nán fölvan.

Hagall er kaldastr korna;
Kristr skóp hæimenn forna.

Nauðr gerer næppa koste;
nøktan kælr í froste.

Ís köllum brú bræiða;
blindan þarf at læiða.

Ár er gumna góðe;
get ek at örr var Fróðe.

Sól er landa ljóme;
lúti ek helgum dóme.

Týr er æinendr ása;
opt værðr smiðr blása.

Bjarkan er laufgrønstr líma;
Loki bar flærða tíma.

Maðr er moldar auki;
mikil er græip á hauki.

Lögr er, fællr ór fjalle foss;
en gull ero nosser.

Ýr er vetrgrønstr viða;
vænt er, er brennr, at sviða.

Hagalaz,

Aryan blood had mixed with sewage.
Temples of the gods was lost and damned.
Spirit of the decomposition and death is above the world.

Hagalaz,

Blood has lost its sacred meaning
Damn all the enemies.
Sacred fire will clear the world from filth

Hagalaz,

Rebirth will come with death
Death to ablution, rebirth through death

Hagalaz,

May hail will destroy snakes dens -
They won’t have their posterity
May gods be with us and the world clear itself!

Wir knien nicht
vor Dir
in knechtischer Verzweiflung,
von Anfang sind wir eins
mit Dir,
nicht Furcht erfüllet uns
im Schmerze.

Aufrecht
mit stolzen Blicken
stehen wir,
das Göttliche im Blute,
verbunden und im Ziel zu Dir,
erstreben wir
den Sieg des Guten.

Wir sterben nicht,
im Geistigen erfüllt sich
unser Streben,
denn die Erwählten
Deines Lichtes
Ergänzen sich in Dir,
im reinen Sonnenkreise,
mit ihrer stolzen Seele.

Goddess
(from video)

You see in the mist
Feel through the walls
How roses opening
And midnight butterflies dying
Goddess, shrouded in the web
Of unspeakable desires
You sense the Life's throbbing
Through the snares of stone
And The World's rust fetters
Covered with signs of Power
Goddess with emerald eyes
Froze like a waxen statue
On the threshold of the chilling Eternity
On the border between West and East
Desired and unattainable...

You see the Unseen
And hear the Unheard
The tiniest parts of the World
Are under your spell
Goddess...