Se lyften swegdynn cumaþ
In þæt wolcen swærte
Woden, Herla, Herne
Þá huntan gelíðeð
Hira dynecræft is céne
Se lyft nipende
Ylfes galaþ
Hwonne hie gefælsiaþ
Heorcniaþ! Se Wildan Here
Þá ástíendes swært
Mid hunda þoterung
Hie bylgaþ swíðe
Bufan hengestas and buccan
In se hǽðenholt
Se Wildan Here cumaþ grímme
Áþýtende herehornes
Herewulfes gástas
Áfégaþ se here
Hræfnas cépniaþ
Se gehæplicnes nyttian
Mancynn in hira
Indiegelnes
Mid fohrtnes ábídaþ
Nihtes ende
Hwæt! Se gryrebróga
For þá grundbúendes
Hwonne þá hornbære gásta
Clatrung néalæceþ
Heorcniaþ! Se Wildan Here
Þá ástíendes swært
Hie cumaþ grímme
Áþýtende herehornes
translation:
The sky-noise is coming,
In the black clouds
Woden, Herla, Herne:
The hunters arrive
Their noise-making is fierce
The sky darkens
Elves sing
When they pass through
Listen! The Wild Host
The black riders
With hounds’ howling
They bellow loudly
Upon stallions and goats
In the heathen woods
The Wild Host comes fiercely
Blowing battle-horns
Hero's spirits
Join the host
Ravens eagerly await
The chance to eat
Mankind in their
Hiding places
With dread await
Night's end
Lo! The horror
For the earth-dwellers
When the horned ghosts'
Clattering approaches
Listen! The Wild Host
The black riders
They come fiercely
Blowing battle-horns
Bridging Nordic black metal with traditional Celtic folk, the Idaho crushers forge heavy music with a heroic medieval spirit. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 11, 2023