Bathory - Sea Wolf

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
Read sea wolf's tale

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 eart through rain and time
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