Sea Wolf - Bathory

Into the granite: stave by stave

Carved ploughwise: now read my tale

The raging ocean I have sailed

Many a man I have maimed

Shields I have crushed with my sword

Women have I pleased endless nights

On foreign coast my brother did fall

He now dines in hall up high

Erected the stone against a twilight sky

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From the coasts of the west to sarkland

To the marshlands and the forests of the east

High adventures: great riches and wine

Blood shed: great battles and feasts

My stone firm in mother earth through rain and time

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