1. UPON THE WAVES OF INSPIRATION

(Instrumental)


2. THE STRINGS OF INSPIRATION SING

Between life and death
By the timeless of nights
Coldness of void eye
From the edge of heims
To the winters of birth
Of winged winds that from
The predatory of expanses
Where darkness stagger
In ice misty blazing
Of wyrm circles of ten-headed evighet

Ability to gaze
Through calm of senses
Ability to inhale
Through vacuum of abyss
Ability to rise
From the flame of downfall
Ability to take away
By the will of decision

In swing of hammer
Effort of path
In hammerstrike
Aim of achievement

In arsakerkrig
Kraft of allhersk
In fjernetkrig
BloodStorm of lost ones

And untamed is this abyss greed
Flame of these bottomless eyes
Won’t be beseeched by tears of grief
In fangs of steel
Blood is boiling, burning
Blind wolfpack
Won’t stop to run
Onto the forgiveness


3. WILD SLEKTNING OF SAILS

Wild slektning of sails
Wild slektning of sails
Never restrain the breath onslaught
Throwing again onto the cliffs
Whirling crests of storm tides
Of midgard-girding jormundgang domain

Strain the canvas of threads,
Don’t let them sing
Don’t let the hands blood drain
Till the elements wildness shalt groan
Before the onslaught of Varg
For promised shores

Grasp of steel
Razor the breast of tides
Throwing onwards
The torrent of doom
Ornamenting the Sang
With neverending flight of ravens
Whose bloody feast of begeistring
Ahead…
Heils!

Where the land of night
Shadow gaze
Of winged void
Is insensible and cold

Fierce wolfpack
Shalt benight the dim verge of heims
Ripping the calm
In bleak glitter of blades

From the shade of death
Ornamenting the Sang
With neverending flight of ravens

We are all united
Verges of all distances are revealed
Bleeding…
Until alive


4. ...WHERE THE LAND OF THE NIGHT

(Instrumental)


5. STEMME AV KALD

Through the tone of strained strings
Frost voice
Frost hall
Drink from the veins of life,
The one who thirst the gates
Rip from breast of breath,
The one who chase the blikkavkald

Pain procreate the motion in evighet
Froth of fangs
Steel of fangs
Mutilate not in vain
Burning through the cold
Of heimsmorking
Not melting it
Unburied meaning of aeons
Be drunk by heartbeats
That united are in crushed breast
Not in vain
By the path of mjollnir…
Storm breathing, flowing in
Tides of night splashing at the gates
Pain won’t be transient
Strength don’t need
No prayers for heal

Hope - is action
And will - is fierce
Rapacious
Thirsty
Greedy
Enemy of repentance


6. BLIKK AV KALD

(Instrumental)