Thyrfing - En Doende Mans Forbannelse (English translation)
A dying mans curse
with a mangled body, but a soul so strong
I lay on frozen ground
the snow turns slowly red, a last sign of my death
"Clever ravens shall claw your eyes, when high in the gallow you hang"
You my slayer, your name I know
Dead mans curse will never leave you
A last way to get revenge
Norve's* daughter, shall swallow you
Nights horror you shall suffer
Frozen and dying I lay on the snow
I curse your miserable soul
Norns** hear me, let my slayer suffer
All the pains of the underworld
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