Lyrics Nigon Wyrta Galdor - Hulkoff

I ask of thee to listen
To what I wish to tell
For thy life hangs upon thy choice to heed and listen well
Heathen words are hidden thus not heard by us before
The wisdom of our forebears in magic healing lore

Mugwort and waybread
Wyrm crushing stune and betony
For chamomil we sing
Wergulu shall sting
Thistle-blisters on the healthy
Chervil and fennel
Sour apple much
Nine twigs of Odin
All ye withstood
Herbs of the woods
For wretched and for the wealthy

Wyrþun Taðaz

Wyrþun Taðaz

Grind each herb into dust and pour on water, pour on ash
Add fennel to the mixture boil a paste out of the mash
Sing the Galðr over each one plant of the nine
Into the wound and ears, over the apple verses trine

Mugwort and waybread
Wyrm crushing stune and betony
For chamomil we sing
Wergulu shall sting
Thistle-blisters on the healthy
Chervil and fennel
Sour apple much
Nine twigs of Odin
All ye withstood
Herbs of the woods
For wretched and for the wealthy

Snake poison in the air we breathe
Wyrm venom in the water
There is not in the snake drops
The healing we seek

Ebb and saltwater rise
Rise every herp and shield us
Nine twigs, nine runes
And yarrow and leek

The Earth doth provide us
What comfort we need
When we are sickly
When we are weak

Mugwort and waybread
Wyrm crushing stune and betony
For chamomil we sing
Wergulu shall sting
Thistle-blisters on the healthy
Chervil and fennel
Sour apple much
Nine twigs of Odin
All ye withstood
Herbs of the woods
For wretched and for the wealthy

Mugwort and waybread
Wyrm crushing stune and betony
For chamomil we sing
Wergulu shall sting
Thistle-blisters on the healthy
Chervil and fennel
Sour apple much
Nine twigs of Odin
All ye withstood
Herbs of the woods
For wretched and for the wealthy

Wyrþun Taðaz

Wyrþun Taðaz