Holmgång
Holmgång

In early morning killing mist
The isle bathes in red sunrise
The iron nights of frost has come
The puddles all are clad in ice

You have trampled on my honor
And my family's in spittle and spite
So I summon you to holmgang
For it is my plight and my right

Holmgång
Holmgång

I chant the words of the galdr
Of the Sigr-rune and victory
You will be forever outcast
If in cowardice you refuse me

If you feel tired of walking
On the long road to your afterlife
I shall help you on your way there
When you face me and my combat knife
The red sun rises to the sky
Wе meet in holmegang to live or die
I ask of Odin and Tyr, my gods
To wash my honor in blood

Holmgång
Holmgång

Evеry word recklessly uttered
Does result in dire consequence
Even if one safe among peers
Thinks it wise to forget common sense

It is best to keep the mouth shut
If one holds a life in safety dear
For where the wolf's ears listen
The wolf's teeth are always near

The red sun rises to the sky
We meet in holmegang to live or die
I ask of Odin and Tyr, my gods
To wash my honor in blood

The red sun rises to the sky
We meet in holmegang to live or die
I ask of Odin and Tyr, my gods
To wash my honor in blood
Holmgång
Holmgång
Holmgång
Holmgång