The moons pale light falls over the trees, and they cast their black shadows over the snowcovered heaths. Behold this land, embraced by frost. Life and
In a time now long gone wise mans hands was carving stories into the stones all over our land. Stories carved in stone. To last for eternity. The runes
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
In the forest of moonlight the secrets of ancient battler are hidden. But in the northern lands the memory of the brave still remain. Between the trees
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
Runt kring vAr stuga smAj?vlar sluga, tassa sA tyst med bockfet och svans. Varulvar yla isande kyla, sveper i dimma fantygets dans. B?va och broder lyssna
The frost comes, hand in hand with dawn. It turnes all lakes into mirrows, reflecting the moon. Freezing storms of snow, come let me feel your purity
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
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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
Watch me riude the sky with anger and rage. Hear me rule the air making lightenings all around with my hammer of magic steel. My thunder shakes your ground
Vertaling: Mithotyn. Is dit nie Nee Rede.
Vertaling: Mithotyn. Die Ou Rover.
Vertaling: Mithotyn. Wagte van die Wilde.
Vertaling: Mithotyn. In die botsing van Arms.
Vertaling: Mithotyn. Harte van Stone.
Vertaling: Mithotyn. Die put van Mimir.
Vertaling: Mithotyn. Wa van Power.