The secret of the runes

Hangatyr Your whisper told me the secret of the runes I follow you to become immortal I take a ride on the world tree, offer me to myself I hear the song I carve the runes of the Irmin I pick the leaves of the world tree Yggdrasil my stallion Eighteen I find when I sing the song of Odin I eat the fruits of the Futhark Yggdrasil my stallion I take a ride and fly (seek it low) With the wings of Odin (you go to find them glow) By the well of Mimameid Eighteen runes will come to you Take the hand of Hangatyr You will feel the serpent rise Thank you