Hail to the Dead who walk under my feet
To fungus and plant, animal and insect
Hail to the Dead who walk with me
To Elements and Gods, Disir and Väter
Hail to the Dead who walk over my head
To stars and skies, Þjazi’s Eyes watching
Hail to the Dead who gird the Worlds
To Ymir’s corpse, and Helheim’s hosts
Hail to the Dead all around
From highest ground to deepest grave
From burial mound and mountain high
From ash and bone, blood and soul
Hail to the Holy Dead
Sarenth Odinsson 