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Solstice of Battles - We celebrate the Summer Festival amidst the riot of nature during the main event of our lives - the War. The name Nezhegol resounds over the battlefields in the aether among fire and steel. Thus we greet the Summer Solstice! With the facets of stone, with the heart of Hrungnir, With the wisdom of Wotan, with the Mead of Poetry, Our memory flows with the blood of Kvasir To the dwarves’ cauldron with unsung songs. The herbs gain strength, Transforming under the new moon, Filling the summer’s chalice With the potion of Solstice dreams! On the branches of the Ash in Yggdrasil’s crown Wotan’s sacrifice, bringing the runes. The words of Grimnir weave like threads, From the symbol of the world, songs of war are born in sorrow! To all those wolves that carry the sun, And to the one who will devour it, On the banners above their heads, Or will fade in the black maw. With their struggle, they bring closer The downfall of the smoldering world. To chase the moon across the sky In the link of the chain of rebirth.
