The Blade of Óðinn Lyrics

Siggeir hette en kung
Han herskade över Gautland
han var mäktig
och hade mycket folk
Han begav sig till kung Völsung
och friade till Signy
Kungen liksom hans söner
upptog det väl
men Signy själv var mycket ovillig”

(There was a king called Siggeir,
who ruled over Gothland,
a mighty king
and of many folk;
he went to meet Volsung, the king,
and prayed him
for Signy his daughter to wife;
and the king took his talk well,
and his sons withal,
but she was loth thereto.)

While the festivities were in progress
The entrance was suddenly darkened
By a peculiar one-eyed man
Who thrust a sword in Branstock

“So sweet his speaking sounded,
So wise his words did seem,
That moveless all men sat there,
As in a happy dream.
And none would cast him a question
Or follow on his ways
For they knew that the gift was Odin’s,
A sword for the world to praise”

Sigmund, tenth and youngest son
Triumphantly retrieved the sword
Refusing to hand over the blade
He awakened Siggeirs envy

“Siggeir invited Völsung clan
Only to cowardly ambush them
Sigmund relinquished his sword
Condemned to a cruel death …