Forge thyself a golden plowshare
Forge the beam and mail of silver
And then with ease
Thou can plow the field of serpents
Plow the field of hissing vipers
Plow the soul of evil Hisi!
I'll hunt thine ancient mother of evil
O hissing serpent
Vilest thing of god's create!
Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator
This is thine origin!
vipers
vilest
thing
there
since
silver
serpents
serpent
white
cultivation
every
field
golden
pathway
flaming
ancient
create
forge
furrowed
creator
hence
thyself
hissing
species
loathsome
horses
monster
clear
mother
thine
brought
never
northern
origin
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