Sucellos
Sacred the enclosing welkin of dawn
As the blazing red pours over the firmamentThe first light runs through my outstretched handsI see your face, shining on mePuissance never running dry
Thy maul and staffThey comfort me
Thou art my shepherd, I shall not wantThy maul and staff, they comfort meThou maketh me to lie down in pastures greenThou leadest me beside the still watersBright sun of the night
Begetter, sempiternal force, fire of existenceSparks of life emit when you strikeYour mallet's target is never missedNo man can fathom the vastness in your hand
SucellosAtir aissomRodatis buiotutosCelle!
The times surrender, sun of the OtherworldThe wolf's hunt won't be in vainAs the raven homes and finds the isleNantosuelta's noble servant
Escorting the soulInto the darkness where life is born