Vindavla

Bind yourself to me
Threads I twist three times
Three times I call for you
Three songs I sing for you
To part
To see

I choke you out
Frame runes help
Rise up with the mind
Ride out with the mind
Now I turn my verse
It follows a new path

Spin, spin, will to win
The song weaves the spirit wind
The mind chooses, the mind wins
The thread twists, the thread binds
Under the moon over the hill
Under the gallows, the dead speak
Far I go, far I see

Dulram, I became a hanged man
Witchcraft wakes the dead man
Hamram, I traveled over land
I went like a shaman
Twisted sun
Ragn-frod
I see, I am everything
I want, I win everything

I was and I am wind
I am the wind, weaving
Caught and twisted

To you who seek
To you who need
Oh, it flows north and down
Oh, it fades north and down
Carry what you curse
Send what you release

To you who choose
To you who will
Sing to the song that sings you
Sing to the song that frees you
Dwarven speech divides
Shadows show the way