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In its depth prestine and wild

Mighty and free since all ages

Defying all fury of storms

Eternally sheltered in forest's heart

The winding path, who know s to find

Leading along to venerable gates

Vast of time elapsed to past

Yet in memory it still remains

The elder once adored herein

Gods and Spirits of forlorn worlds

And not forgotten are their songs

In trees and branches echoing forth

Of valkyries and vanir, aesir and albs

Conquered enemies and heroic deeds

Within the year's shortest nights

Tribes gathering at wellknown glade

No iron shall break the ancient rules

Yet curse desecrate the sacred place

Strenghtened ground through foes' blood

Dared to oppress the men of north

Embraced by roots, sentenced their death

Their corpses shall rot to ground