Nerthus

Take heed; take heed:

Humanity has gone to seed.

No boughs in bloom,

fecundity doomed.

We've abandoned that which we need.

Look around; look around:

Humanity has gone to ground.

The Veiled One weeps.

She will have peace

or send us to the mound.

Who can say? Who can say,

that Nerthus can be blamed?

We knew far better,

but still we let her

suffer and rot in pain.

I'm just one Heathen,

but while I'm breathing,

I'll do the things I can.

For surely one

is better than none.

With Nerthus, my home, I stand.