A crowned head, not in battle slain
 Still was soaking red with blood
 His throat slit, by the ritual knife
 To bring good seasons to the land
 
 Sacrifice the King
 His blood for Freyr
 Til árs ok friðar
 
 Sacrifice the King
 His blood for Þórr
 Til árs ok friðar
 
 The first autumn
 they sacrificed oxen,
 but the next season
 was not better.
 The following autumn
 they sacrificed men,
 but that one
 was even worse.
 
 His blood was sprinkled on idols
 Depicting our highest gods
 The Allfather, Þórr and Freyr
 May the good harvests return!
 
 Sacrifice the King!
 His blood for Freyr
 Til árs ok friðar!
 
 Sacrifice the King!
 His blood for Óðinn
 Til árs ok friðar!
 The third autumn
 the chieftains resolved
 to offer the king
 for good seasons,
 
 They assaulted
 and killed the cursed king
 and sprinkled the stalle of the gods
 with his blood.