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I am lost within the Nocturnal Forest

I cannot see the trees, only the moon shines above

Pagan soul I am upon the dark winter night

The shadows lengthen as I travel the black forest

O, Óðinn, help me

I stalk the night, doomed to be kissed by wolf

The cold pierces my flesh, the moon high

Mjöllnir cries..

A northern wind, tis only a northern call to the hall up high

Pray to Odin’s hall..

On the cold frozen ground boots stomp the ice

I travel forth looking for the fire

Nothing shall stand in my way, sword up high and scream to the sky

Odin’s hall..

O, Scandinavia, land of beauty. I am lost within your nocturnal forest