Translations:
Andar hyld├¢psins, h├®r kallar m├¡nir allir ├Âflugustu einn og allir, Orthros hugsanir m├¡nar syngja ├¡ gegnum alheiminn sem ├¥├ªr hringja n├║. Taktu ├│vin ├¥inn, taktu h├Âgg hennar. Brj├│ttu hana, sm├ína├░u hana ├í n├│ttunni. ├Ür voldugum heljardj├║pum
kasti├░ myrkri ├¥├¡nu ├í skel hans. ├ô Orthros, ├│ sk├¡nandi stjarna. Snertu hann, brenndu hann ├║r fjarska. Hefndin mun eiga sinn dag ├¥ar sem ├│vinur ├¥inn byrjar a├░ berjast. Svo ├¥a├░ s├®-Spirits of the abyss, here my call all most powerful one and all, Orthros my thoughts do sing through the universe they now ring. Take thine enemy, take her smite. Break her, scorn her in the night. From the mighty depths of hell
cast your darkness on his shell. Oh Orthros, oh shinning star. Touch him, burn him from afar. Revenge now will have its day for thine enemy starts to fray. So it be
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