Lik et tard fra avgrunnen Smidd i jern fra jordas indre Av svartmagi hans Tarn ble bygd For a sca i evig tid Puster dod over landet Star som en gravsten
I dette ode morkeland Med de tusen ars lidelse
Lik pest de herjet, Nadelost og hardt Blodtorstig sverd synker Dypt i menneskekjott Blodet renner, Farger eggen rod Intet liv tilbake bare Endelost og dodt Herskende i blod
[English translation:]
[Reigning in blood]
Like a tower from the deep Wrought in iron From the centre of the earth By black magic His tower was built To stand there To the end of time Breathing death over the land Standing like a tombstone
In this dark And barren land, With a thousand years Of torment
Like the plague They ravaged, Ruthless and hard Bloodthirsty sword sinks deep Into human flesh Blood runs red across the sword No life is left, Only desolation and death Reigning in bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
