All is done Ullr's season
Descends with winter's sea-breath
From northern frozen mountains.
End of strife Einvigi age
Dealing cruel death to swordsmen
Fought they did for honour and
Fame; on now to Odin's hall
Valhal's walls valour recall.
Fiercely swords did feast on blood
ullr's shields shone most brightly
In misty morning ravens
Gather; whose wounds form their feast?
And who would win glory from
crown'd brow of breaker of rings?
Though kin and cattle all die
Famous deeds forever live.
Famed the name Known for her skill
Jocelyn Joyful sword-maid
Challengers Chose well their doom
With flick of Flashing blade, fell.
Wording by Lord Dietrich von Sachsen, as an award for a Royal Tourney.