Ginugahelija Hagala wiju bi gaia
Ginugahelija Hagala wiju bi gaia

The shaft of the spear has been marked with the runes
To invoke the raging storm of hail
It is marked with the sign of the Sun and the Moon
And shall grant us the force to prevail

I am Erilaz War- Chief of Gothic blood
And I chant to cleanse my tribe of fear
For in honor of Wotan, the warrior god
I hurl the chieftan spear

Asugisalaz, Muha haite

Wotan, I bid thee receive the souls
Of my valiant tribesman slain
Where the iron meet bone and where heads doth roll
And the fire-arrows rain

Keep thy watchful eye on the bretheren of mine
And let victory adorn our fate
For my life is thine, my spear is thine
As judgement doth await

I summon death
I summon fire
I summon Tiwaz for the ire
Let the jangle of the scramsax be the only sound I hear
I summmon hail
I summon thunder
Until our foe is torn asunder
Ek erilaz, Muha haite
The one who throws the spear
Ginugahelija Hagala wiju bi gaia

I wear no armor upon my chest
Nor do I hide behind the shield
For Wotan watches from the highest crest
Upon this battlefield

I shall slay and burn, and slay again
Until the burning of the Rome
I fear no death, I fear no pain
I am already home

I summon death
I summon fire
I summon Tiwaz for the ire
Let the jangle of the scramsax be the only sound I hear
I summmon hail
I summon thunder
Until our foe is torn asunder
Ek erilaz, Muha haite
The one who throws the spear

Wotan

Tiwaz
I summon death
I summon fire
I summon Tiwaz for the ire
Let the jangle of the scramsax be the only sound I hear
I summmon hail
I summon thunder
Until our foe is torn asunder
Ek erilaz, Muha haite
The one who throws the spear

Ginugahelija Hagala wiju bi gaia

Asugisalaz, Muha haite