Grimnir of the grey cloak

With storm clouds upon his weathered brow

He is the rune-raven

And the rampant Wolf of battle

He with the star-eye in the depths of Wyrd

Winks at me from the bottom of Mimir's Well

His breath of Ond roars... Onward!

Ring-giver

Storm-father

Asgard's king

Keeper of the slain

He is come again!

Hear his triumph - His laughter...

On the wind…