Irminsul - Rebellion

Where the eye of the hanging one sees far

And the wise in Irminsul observe the stars

Here the holy groves whisper Wodan’s name

Here our ancient Gods reside in all their fame

Angria, Eastphalia, Albingia, Westphalia

The four Saxon regions united we are

The Thing gathers all so that wisdom may rule

Here at the feet of our tall Irminsul

So come all my people no fighting you fool

Under the peace of the tall Irminsul

Here we assemble to speak peace and to speak law

And to decide who shall lead us into war

All the people come from near and from far

There’s no king here free men we are