This Thunderbolt shall take its fill of Order, scare life away and
overthrow the kingdom.
Tear necks in pieces. rend napes asunder, even as the Lord of
Might the neck of Vritra.
Down, down beneath the conquerors, let him not rise, concealed
in earth, but lie down-smitten with the bolt.
Seek out the fierce oppressor, yea, strike only the oppressor
dead.
Down on the fierce oppressor's head strike at full length, O
Thunderbolt!
