Bathory
Sea Wolf
Into the granite : stave by stave
Carved ploughwise : now read my tale
The raging ocean I have sailed
Many a man I have maimed

Shields I have crushed with my sword
Women have I pleased endless nights
On foreign coast my brother did fall
He now dines in hall up high

Erected the stone against a twilight sky
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From the coasts of the west to sarkland
To the marshlands and the forests of the east
High adventures : great riches and wine
Blood shed : great battles and feasts

My stone firm in mother earth through rain and time
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