You, guardian of Bifrost. You, who's born by nine sitsers. You, who hear the grass grow. You, who see hundreds of miles. Guard your bridge night and
In a time now long gone wise mans hands was carving stories into the stones alll over our land. Stories carved in stone. To last for eternity. The runes
Runt kring var stuga smajavlar sluga, tassa sa tyst med bockfet och svans. Varulvar yla isande kyla, sveper i dimma fantygets dans. Bava och broder lyssna
I'm an old rover tired of this world let me follow the whirlpool of life into the world of happiness that lies on the other side of death. Grant me my
Climb the divine rainbow in the endless skies. Behold the world down below and seek where wisdom lies. The well of Mimir filled with water of wisdom.
(Music: Karl/Stefan/Rickard / Lyrics: Stefan) Under The Banner Of Our Gods We Ravage This Land Of Heresy. In The Name Of The Aesirs We Are Chased. To
(Music: Karl/Stefan/Rickard / Lyrics: Stefan) The Peace Has Been Broken. My Brothers Has All Fallen By Treacherous Mens Betrayal. Their Blood Painted
(Music: Karl / Lyrics: Stefan) I Fullmanens Sken Hetsjakten Gar Medans Mons Galla Stamma I Skogen Skar. Groteska Skratt Ur Trollkaft Hors Ty Farden Mot
As the dew covers the woods the filthy trolls wakes up to a new night. Crawling out to their caverns impossible to spot for an untrained eye. Taking their
Upon strong and fast horses thousands have ridden beyond our borders. Our standards has been brought across the whole continent Hearts of stone and minds
(Music: Karl / Lyrics: Stefan) We The Kingdom's Best Men Proudly Walk The Fields, The Forests And The Mountains Ready To Defend It With Our Steel. We
Upon raging waves. Beneath grey clouds. Far from home, we're sailing south. In the name of our gods. The darkness of the depth, stare at us from down
Where the moon in the solitude shines. Where the owl has it's nest. Where the spruceforest lonely whines, there I will find peace. Over every log and
Oh, cruel destiny, is this what you had in mind, is this where my trail ends. I think back on what went wrong, have I not done noble deeds and been an
In the land of Meldoria the sun has dissappeared. It shines for the high ones that dwell amongst the clouds. Hidden from the land at the edge of the world
Master of the dictatorial realm controlling the peolple with tyranny. With a hand of iron he is the total majesty. Lord of Ironhead is his name sitting
From the highlands they come riding at black stallions at night. Restless chaotic souls without peace ravage the countryside and killing all in sight.