I know myself hanging there
For nice icy nights
Facing the endless darkness around me


Wounded by my own spear
On the wind cold tree

I am odin - hallowed by my own rite

A tree unknown the roots be sprouts

Lets my life slowly fade
From a bough of yggdrasil i hung
Committed to my fate


Delivered to the fright
Of endless ice and night

I had to gaze into the misty world
Of niflheim - the dire northern frost empire
In my self chosen solitude


Runes you will reveal
In the dust of ancient times

Remember my sacrifice
When i hung for these nine nights


Runes they were concealed
In the dust of ancient times
I died to be reborn

When i suffered these nine nights

When i begun to grow

Evanescent by pain
I sunk from the tree with a sigh


The knowledge of the dead i learnt
Cause only cruelty can forge
And then word just followed word