Snart Disarblot…

Dags för en hednisk hymn, ”solis sacerdotilis” eller endast för de invigda, och de som följer den sanna Asatron. Inte för halvkristna, ”fornsed” eller annan patrask.

Heathen tribes ascending
From the words of Odin all father
Uruz information sending
Runes which from the World tree shower
From the Vitkis the amending
Subtleties of knowing power
Now step inside this Hof as they pass by

To the tree with limbs unending
Which does stand by Mimer’s well
All creation is evolving
from this stream that clears your head
Find yourself a wiser coven
Like the one that Menglöd lead
And step inside this Hof as you pass by
Step inside this Hof as you pass by

Tru in thinking, knowing why
Brings even more than meets the eye
Step inside this Hof as you pass by

In this dark we call creation
We can be and feel and know

Form an effort, Vali’s station
That’s surviving on the go
There’s infinite survival in
The high Hávamál glow
Step inside this Hof as you pass by

And in every season Idun’s fruit does grow
You are always risen from the seeds you’ve sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own

Live where your heart can be given
And your Örlog starts to unfold
In the forms you envision
In this dream that’s ages old

And through Od’s layer comes the only sayer
You’ll receive all you can hold
Like you have been told

Every day’s another dawning
Give the morning winds a chance
Always catch Thor’s thunder yawning
Lift your mind from this trance
Sweep the shadows from your awning
Shrink the fourfold circumstance
That lies outside this Hof – don’t pass it by

Higher worlds that you uncover
Light the path you want to roam
Seven are Rig’s mighty mothers
Born upon the ocean foam

Twice born heathens care and keep
The nowhere of their former home
They slip inside this Hof as they pass by
Step inside this Hof as you pass by

You think you can’t, you wish you could
I know you can, I wish you would
Become Asatru as you pass by

Four and twenty runes of power
Baked into an atom you
Polarized into existence
Hug and Hamn from red to blue
To such extent the realm of dark
Within the picture it seems true
But slip inside this Hof and then decide

Thor’s own lightning waits inside you
Travel it along your spine
Seven maids receive your visit
Seven mothers remain divine
Seven fires filled with wynjo
Treasure from Freya’s fields
Step inside this Hof as you pass by
Step inside this Hof as you pass by

The space you make has your own laws
No longer human – you’re the only cause
The center of this Hof will never die

And in every season Idun’s fruit does grow
You are always risen from the seeds you’ve sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own

Draw from Mimer’s well unchanging
Its union Ör nourishes on
In the right re-arranging
Till the last confusion is gone
Heathen-brothers trust in the utmost
Of the always singing song they pass along

The One-eyed Lord is still reigning
And his World is in place until
Two-eyed men with mystery training
Finally feel his power fill
Their threefold mind and not complaining
As the Norns do what they will
They step inside this Hof as they pass by
Don’t pass it by…

(Aningen fritt efter 13th Floor Elevators – på sin tid…)