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On the tree in the wind He hung
Nine days and nine nights
He was deprived of drink and food
A trial of all His strength
On the tree in the wind He hung
/>Given to Himself by His spear
Peering down into fathomless depths
He seized the runes and turned again
Legible, powerful, strong rods
Ruthed by the greatest of the gods
/>Readable, powerful, strong staffs
Colored by the lord of the dead
He gave the runes to His people
We colored the sacred staffs red
For centuries we cast the runes
/>Watched by two black ravens
For a long time our faith was cruelly suppressed
Yet the runes were always preserved
Obtained by His gruesome sacrifice
Keys to our lost nature
Der rods of wisdom will guide us
The ancient knowledge will refresh our souls
The power of the sacred runes recovered
Again we cast the sacred rods