Halus oman poejan, ruhtinaan uuven tulevanTyösä jatkajan, soturin ja voettajan
Siitti jäläkeläesen, sikijön pahan ja rumanLuavasta poeka nousj´, uumasta tulen kuuman
Tärisj´ mua, lohkesj´ kalliot suuretHaehtuvat veet, nousj´ kuolon tuuletAlako tuho, suapu piällikkö uusj´Repesj´ korvat, sarvipiä ku huusj´
Matkasj´ sarvipiä kohti ommoo valtakuntooLahtasj´alamaeset, ee ollu ommootuntooTappo ykstellen, viänti niskat katkiPiät mukanasa vei ja veret muasta latki
Wished for an own son, a young prince to come forthSuccessor of his work, a warrior and conqueror
Bred a descendant, a spawn ugly and immoralFrom depths of lava son emerged, from fiery bosom infernal
The ground tremored, colossal rocks were partedWaters boiled dry, lethal storm winds blastedDestruction began, the brand new chief came aboutEar drums split, as horned one gave a shout
The horned one then set out towards his own kingdomSlaughtered his new subjects, not bothered by a conscienceKilled them one by one, wrung their necks brokenLicked blood off the ground and with him the heads were taken