Neither house, nor home – an axe and a flail!
I will never build at my toft with this axe,
And will never bundle together the logs,
Never stack the logs in “bowl”, or “tooth” manner,
And never hew the logs of the high gateposts.
Neither house, nor home – a flail and an axe!
I will never thresh any rye with this flail,
With a light heart never swish at a threshing-floor,
Never keep on tapping the golden sheaves
With my team-mates, with my threshing fellows.
Neither house, nor home – an axe and a flail!
It’s really nice and handily with this axe
Smash and open any secure gate-ways,
Drop in someone’s mansion occasionally,
Open someone’s wine vaults and chests eagerly.
Neither house, nor home – a flail and an axe!
I’ll be swishing light-heartedly with this flail,
Feasting the travellers with the ball-and-chain,
Lay to rest and “baptize” passers-by back-handedly
With my knights of the road, with my free team-mates!
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Let The Devil's Blood boil within you. Grimmrobe