To you father of all
Lord of ravens and wolfs
Charm and magic in your words
Biting joy in your irony
I expose lyrics in your honor
My humor and faith I offer
Lightning that illuminates
In my soul lies your poetry
Wodan Wotan Vodan
The sowed fields
Of your warriors are
Full of glory and vengeance
Wings of black raven
Ride in the skies
Blessed are they
Under the protection of your gaze
You great One-Eyed God
Giver of ecstasies
Lord of fury
And recovered strength
Blue cloak is your cape
Swift and veil your saddle
Lord of all the runes
Victory is your home
May the Visigoth tribe
Your blessing receive
Where ever they are
May your call resound
In all Midgaard arise
Your Odinist Visigoths
Crossing Valleys and Oceans
Your spirituality will be preserved
© Hoen Falker
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