IV. The Hymn of the Day on the Feast of Malfaloth

Four verses.

Now the Great Deceiver Vishnarr

And the lord of loathsome dragons

(Margloth, so the people name him,

Children of the Mountain-fire)

Up the stair of Lower Heaven

Wreathed in Winter’s icy storm-clouds

Do ascend. The Hunter’s palace

Stands before them, now unguarded.

Now Onmanda, World’s First Mother,

Sleeps as thieves disturb her resting.

Margloth gorges on the treasures,

Gold and rubies in the palace,

Weighty trash the Hunter gathered.

Now a single golden apple

Glistening in Winter’s twilight

Incites his lust; now Spring awakens.

Now the song of Fair Onmanda

All the Children sing together,

Driving back the winds of Winter,

Foiling Vishnarr, Great Deceiver.

But the scepter of the Heavens—

Ruling all the fates of Mankind—

Vishnarr seizes, music fleeing,

Bringing darkness Under Starlight.

Now the Darkness Under Starlight

All the Children of the Water

Here lament, and yet, awaiting

Sencan’s victory in battle

On the bloody plain of Denthfeld,

Now we raise our voices, singing:

“By Hurorupeim the Shining

Sencan freed us from all evils!”