Sonatorrek

The spear-god shared
Spoil with me
My oath was to Odin
He gave me aid:
Now that maker of mystic
Runes only mocks me
Voids all my victories
That breaker of vows
I’ll make offerings to Odin
Though not in eagerness
I’ll make my soul’s sacrifice
Not suffer silently:
Though this friend has failed me
Fellow of gods
To his credit he comforts me
With compensation
That wolf-killer, that warrior
God, well seasoned in war
Bestowed a bounty
Not to be bettered:
To my art he added
One other gift
A heart that held
Not craft only: hatred!
The end is all
Even now
High on the headland
Hel stands and waits
Life fades, I must fall
And face my own end
Not in misery and morning
But with a man’s heart