1. ST AIDENS FALL

Norse soldiers armed with virtue,
Hearts of steel, minds filled with dignity,
Once they sailed across the open sea,
Their eyes glowed with death-joy, and glory

Brave men of endless strength,
As they sailed across the open sea
Weak men in brown robes cried for mercy,
Screamed for help to god almighty

The ultimate warrior force,
Crushed them neath their iron hand
Mightiest conquerers ever, to be seen,
They were sent from an old foreign land,
Waded in blood battle until the end,
A gift of strength,
Given from Wotan high

Turned their gods and their ships to the north,
The waves upon the water were like ripples in their minds
Entered than the ancient land of darkness,
As they soon would turn their ships again

Norse soldiers armed with virtue,
Hearts of steel, minds filled with dignity,
Once they sailed across the open sea,
Their eyes glowed with death-joy, and glory


2. SEEDS OF THE ANCIENT GODS

Whipping tears from the sky,
As the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul
With blood on their hands,
And high-raised swords,
The ancient gods command

Fading the forest the shadows of the past,
With the ravens command they march onward

Swear by the moon and the stars in the sky,
As they bend down and greet to their gods
A cold mist now hovers their ground,
As they gather for war, mighty and proud

Shadows appear from behind the torchlight,
Slowly arise from the deepest fog
The pestering storms,
The raging battles forward from the north

An ancient myth of a time to come,
A black hole, an empty grave
A birth of a forthcoming master,
The darkening sky

The fallen life as the stars die,
In the gloom they rise
The crowned one`s,
Of ancient times

Fading the forest the shadows of the past,
With the ravens command they march onward


3. MANET SORGFULL IGJENNOM SKOGEN

Tårer faller som tungt høstregn,
I et kaldt desemberlandskap
Tårer for min stolthet og min verdighet

På min ferd inn i ensomheten,
Inn i skogens mørke
Til mine sorgers opphav jeg går,
I skam

Jeg fylles av satans makter,
Og en dyster harmfull fred
Et kall fra hans land,
Jeg skal synke i dødens vann,
Og fare med strømmene mot dødens land

Hun slikker mine kinn,
Mens døden lokker kan jeg skimte hans rike
Triste øyne og spake stemmer,
Følg min dragning mot gravens kalde mørke

Tårer faller som tungt høstregn,
I et kaldt desemberlandskap
Tårer for min stolthet og min verdighet

Så i mørket skal vi atter reises for krig mot lyset,
Vi skal herje, jagende vårt bytte
Som en storm skal vi rive i filler hans rike,
Under mørkets klinge skal vi dø

I en tapper krig,
Jeg skal dø
Aldri stride mere,
Kom drikk mine tårer
Og mot din grotte vandre

I din grotte vi skal rå

På min ferd inn i ensomheten,
Inn imot skogens mørke
Til mine sorgers opphav jeg går,
Med hat

Hun fuktet mine lepper,
Mens døden lokker har jeg nådd ditt rike

Triste øyne og spake stemmer,
Følg min dragning mot gravens kalde mørke


4. THE OLD MAN'S CHILD

Gods of ancient twilight,
Glance the golden past,
Let me enter your hidden gate,
Let me know I am the last

Rise nocturnal spirits,
Eternal gods of the north,
Blow your wind upon my flesh,
Reach me your immortal force

I dance through the winter storms,
All through a lifetime as man,
Marching to the deepest fog,
To bend down beneath your ancient hand

So engraved by battles for years,
But more mighty than ever,
With blood on my weapons I hunger,
For more (I shall never give up the war)

I`ll make this night my darkest intentions,
Walking towards your kingdom,
Winter of the norse evil,
I summon you to embrace and crown me

Rise nocturnal spirits,
Eternal gods of the north,
Blow your wind upon my flesh,
Reach me your immortal force


5. OG JEG IAKTTOK DODSRIKETS INNTOG

Kun opplyst av
Kveldsstjernen
Ventende uten kjærlighet, uten varme
Død skal komme

Så spill ut all mjød
Og legg fjellene øde
Måtte deres ruiner bli meg
En verdig grav