Hørr de rir et rykte sørfra
Herskjold og herda oddar herje
Kampkloke, hissige kjølskodde hestar
Spydver i vente
Med dragar i stavnen
Malmsterke udyr vente
Gape i sinne med jernkjeft i sky
Bjørn
[Lyrics by Frode Glesnes]
[Music by Gerhard Storesund]
I've had my courage measured
By the great heroic death
Behind a grisly image
A grim and ghastly wrath
A striking portrait hidden
In a cruel and
[Lyrics by Rune Bjelland]
[Music by Gerhard Storesund]
Min søkens hjemmel
Mitt sorte hjertes savn
er kommet til en ende
Mitt øye har funnet
Mitt nordre dunkle dyp
En lang tids vandring er omme
he
[Lyrics by Gerhard Storesund]
[Music by Gerhard Storesund]
I am called a noble beast
And dim is my name
My keen sword forge a noble feast
Now rests sublime untame
Never as a youth with a weaklings he
As blood for wolves for riches and lust
Onward with hammers to chest
Villages burn, burn citys to dust
And for fun they tortue the rest
Cold, blue steel through a nice day's breast
An avalanche of hea
Northwards and netherwards
Where towered a dreary palace
She, the ruler of misty Hel ere waiting for you
in the hall of death
Hoartfrosted sick-bed hordes trudge
Murderers and oathbreakers
On a crowde
Across the brigde of colours born
Of fire water and air
Dressed in crimson armours
In hand are bloodwet spears
Reach the entrance heavens gate
Honoured by the brave
See the hall with golden roof
The
Ormens strid va hard
Jernvåpen skrangla mot skallar
Longspyd luta for liv å ta
Regn av ildpiler falt
I Odins gny
Jernvåpen skalv
Broddar brant blodig i brystet
Malmsterke klinger fra Rogala
Feel the of taste of hate release its bitterness
Caught up in a place to face the fate
From below taken, trapped and tied in chains
Serpent spewing venom from above
The serpent never stop spitting out
I sit by the fires gleam all by myself
Four empty chairs & one've been kept warm
I drink to my kinsmen who sails now with Njord
I drink to my kin who'll drink here no more
Odin owns ye all
I sing to t
When Ymir lived
A long time ago
Was no sand nor sea
Nor surging waves
Nowhere was there earth
Nor heaven above
Only Ginnungagap
And grass nowhere
The sons of Bur
Then built up the lands
Created t
Galders great, nine Bòltorn gave
Nine lays of might
Drank the draught of Kvasir’s blood
Mead Divine
Word from word gave words to me
And throve full well
Deed from deed gave deeds to me
Ere
Hear me Doom-bringers
Pale-bleak spawn of Hel
Await the seething tide…
As a venomous omen
An eagle pecks at the dead
Its beak dripping blood…
At dusk death will dawn
Denoument hoist the
On the other side we'll stand
We're the strong
In another world we'll meet
You'll be suffering one
On the other side we'll fight
With swords of steel
In another world we'll win
You'll worship us and
“Fear rule my world still
Has ruled it, shall rule it
Meek is weakâ€
Ill-boding wolfs blood
Crowned in woe, death-stained
Dread-gard Queen
Sear the runes of wrath
The rependant writhes in
Axe-age Økstid
Sword-age Sverdtid
Wolf-age Vargtid
I saw the doombringer coming to call
In form of the blind
And the arrow of fraud
Pierced through the skin of the fair
In accents of despair
As
[Lyrics by Frode Glesnes]
[Music by Gerhard Storesund & Frode Glesnes]
Wounded
I hung on a wind-swept gallows
For nights all of nine
Pierced by a spear
Odin
Offered myself to myself
Wisest know not
