Alaisiagae

I call to thee for protection,
dispatching terrors,
wet with battle-sweat,
all-victorious,
eagle-feeders.
Guard my family and me,
black singers,
blood-ember wielders,
holders of the light of battle,
senders of war needles.
Turn back my oppressors,
fellers of the life web,
wearers of bear shirts,
shield-gnawers,
sisters of battle.
Thwart my enemies,
makers of spear-din,
you who give the sleep of the sword,
who impart the flame-farewell,
whose works call the swan of blood.
I praise your aid,
ladies of the blood-worm,
of the wound-hoe,
of the leek of battle,
of the weather of weapons.