BlA?tt, grA?tt, grA¶nt fA¤r A¤gat VA¤rldsspegeln, dit lA¤ngstans vingar bA¤r En frA¶jd att skA?da, att sinnet A¶ppna Flyende sot pA? svarta vingar far
In the dawn of time, when Ymer lived There was no sand, nor sea or waves There was no earth, there was no heaven An endless abyss, gasping like a wolf
Norden hon stod, vacker och stolt en gang i en annan tid Heligt blod flot igenom hennes hud och slackte hennes torst Norden hon ligger, forkastad och
Torn and bloody our clothes they are As we march home from a battle afar Victorious we were, the raven's were with us A glorious triumph was reached by
Aldrig mer mA? vi talas vid Men pA? gA?stbacken hA¶rs vA?r klagan Aldrig mer vi jA¤rtecken finna Vi mA¶tas vit din gravA¶l RA¤lsans slit vid gA?rdars
Nar stormen som knackte draken ven den piskande blast som pryglat askens gren Allfader da fran hogsatet sig reste "Mer dryck i hornet" han ilsket vreste
I live in the moutain hall deep under the earth Where Odyn's eye never has seen I hate the white aesir and the sons of earth Those who bow to gods, thoe
Aldrig skall alder fA¶rtvina eller sA¤lta sina spar Ni ska dit varken sol eller mA?ne nA?r DA¤r sang blir till klagan och stratt blir till grat DA¤r smarta
Med sargad kropp, men en sjal sa stark Jag ligger pa frusen mark Snon fargas sakta rod, ett sista tecken pa min dod "Kloka korpar skall klosa dina
A burning arrow flew towards the sky To symbolize the fierce ones To manifest their pride Torches glows and axemen sings their rhyme Eternal damnation
En starkande kansla som haller anden vid liv Som overlever nornornas alla nycker En kraft som segrar over alla fiender Den slumrar i dina blodsband, men
With the cold northern wind we travel We're on a journey of a lifetime And we'll fight many battles on our way We'll trample the bodies of the dead as
I know that I hung in this tree All of nights nine Wounded by the spear, given to myself Enlightened I'll become No horn they upheld, nor handed me bread
Under Norve's starfilled sky In a forest so deep and wide Eight hooves are thundering By the mountains darkest side In the shadows two grey shapes Hungry
Screams in the night woke the whole village up Their cattle is getting attacked The fences are broken and blood everywhere Horses are lying there slack
Heated by the strongest of mead my blood is boiling There exists no fear in a berserker in battle Oh, how sweet my enemy is recoiling His brothers have
I en kvalmfylld andlig A¶ken har jag sett dem gA? Drabbade av sjA¤lasoten, hA?gloA¶sa, med ilska I synen Det A¤r som sorgen aldrig skulle lA¤mna deras
? ver nordm? ns stormande grav Klagar den en? gdes blick P? himlen Tor ilsken rasar Under korset slav ? skgudens fader, V? ssa ditt spjut H? j baneklingan