Agni! Father mighty
You are as pure as tears
Of hell. Arshi Tengri
We, shamans, on our knees
Sekhmet! Your beauty is
A hazard weapon for
The mortals. Fuji
The lava shaped you!
Gods of fire, hear my desire
From vaults of mountains and solar skies
Light my fingers, while my being lingers
Let me burn in the name of you!
Logi! Nordic souls
Enlightened stand in front
Of thee. Fierce Svarog
Commander of blacksmiths
Girra! Bowing gently
No one is doubting your
Godship. See me
I’m your eternal priest!