Two hero-hearts
Two hidden keys
One fallen Priest
Who lies beneath
Hail Sarek, Hail Torsten
Raise them in your songs
Who tricked mad-king Otar
and rescued Ragnvald for all
Otar! once our chieftain
Glorious in battle
Fair in judgment
Those days ended in pain
Dark voices whispered
into Otar’s mind
nobility shouted down
Once good now craven Priest
Fair folk of Ragnvald
Good Nords and True
Broken by his will
our city eaten alive
Send Sarek!
Send Torsten!
Sure spirits
swords that don’t fail
Otar was bent back
but never destroyed
Bound instead, contained
Two Heroes, Two Keys