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Through seiðr I call forth

The God of Gore-Soaked Spear

Who tore open the sky

With tongues of fire

The God of Pealing Thunder

With jagged Hammer of Flame

The Breaker of Mountains

Thou smearer of Thursarian blood

The bitter, scalding tears

Of the Theotokos in acerbic pain

Transmutates to boiling waves

Drowning wraiths in the Abyss of Eternal Woe

Hurling mangled thorns

Tangling the Star-Devourers

You tear the sinews from their flesh

Gouge deep and carve the Way

The Breaker of Thursarian Will

Thee I let me drown

Until my lungs fill and burst

Until the putrid false lies dead