In primordial times, when Ginnungagap empty stared Before Ymer's death, before our triumphant dominion There was nothing No sea, no waves No earth, no heaven A frost-covered stone created Bure, father of Bur, Bestla's husband Bestla, daughter of Böltorn And mother of three Oden, Vile and Ve Ymer's assassins, Svear's creators Oden - spirit and life you gave Vile - intellect was your gift Ve - completed the heathen warrior And Sweoland sets sail to plunder With will as strong as the heart of Hrungner They set the world ablaze Usurpers of Ethelred's British Isles Conquerors of western Frankia And crushers of Irish strongholds The flesh of a giant bears the mark of their tribe And his blood carried them forth to glory "Never before has such terror appeared as we now have suffered from a pagan race" "Nor was it thought possible that such an inroad from the sea could be made" Oden - spirit and life you gave Vile - intellect was your gift Ve - completed the heathen warrior And Sweoland sets sail to plunder "Shrines were desecrated Ornaments were plundered The bodies of saints were trampled The blood of priests was spilled".