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- cifra   
 
   To hear the raven's call by night 
 
 To catch a wolven howl 
 
 Odin waits amongst the trees 
 
 To catch the seeker's soul 
 
  
  Father of all hear my word spoken from my heart 
 
 Fill the spirit's rising flame, the kinning words apart 
  
 
 To wait at night upon the dream 
 
 To seek the holy hour 
 
 Odin hides beyond the gate 
 
 To hear the seeker's prayer 
  
 
 Father of all hear my word spoken from my heart 
 
 Fill the spirit's rising flame, the kinning words apart 
  
 
 To walk amongst the graves by day, 
 
 To call upon the lost 
 
 Odin whispers through the wind 
 
 To drown the seeker's toast 
  
 
 Father of all hear my word spoken from my heart 
 
 Fill the spirit's rising flame the kinning words apart...