[Trollhorn / Katla]. . Aamund och Kettil. Tvenne prstemn. Hade byggt en kyrka. Fr att gud sin dryka. Dock ej prster rknar med. Frbannade trollens jvla sd.
[Tundra, Trollhorn / Katla]. . Blodet skjler n en gng. Skogens mossor och kala berg. . Kom alla hr min sng. Vi tar deras liv n en gng. . Se fornatidens eld beskda dess prakt.
You know your smile woman. You treat me so darn darn fine. You give me such an appetite. And I need your loving every night. . Love gets sweeter every day.
Jag sg min hr av troll och vtte. Slappa spjut sa lngt gat mtte. Tusende kroppar alla dda och svala. Min arme ur skogen nu lag i dvala. . D sjng honan mrk en sng av hat.
You've got to have your fantasy. Live and let live, don't be negative. Don't you take my, my liberty. . Boys and their toys bring the noise. Don't you hide my, my history.
[Somnium, Trollhorn / Katla]. . Mnniskofolk ej festa. Gammelfar lemlsta. Urldrig ilska och trolldom. Hxeri blev festens slut. . S ska de nu genast stekas.
Oh so lonely. If only you would pull through. . Things we have learnt. Now we have returned. We find it strange. To find nothing exchanged. . I've been out of the way.
[Somnium / Katla]. . ... Bygden str stilla, en stjrklar natt .... ... En eld fjrran skdas, ty de nrmar sig .... . Fram rider trollens kung. med vargabroder ut p jakt.
I'm searching for you. But you're not here today. I'm looking for you but you're not near. Is distance, time? I'm waiting for you. . I'm waiting and I, I'm looking.
Nobody knows her. Nobody knows her at all. And I ain't wondering why. I love that girl at all. . Love, love, love. Love that girl at all. . Hey, hey, yeah.
[Cave Children]. . [Music lyrics: Trollhorn]. . Mellan svarta skuggor finns ett stlle utan sol.. Var fglarna aldrig har sjungit.. Under jorden lever ett frbannat folk..
Holding on, drifting, for the meantime. Call my name, if you need me some time. In tenderness, the sweetest kiss. Now I want to show you affection. . Holding you tight, right through the night, through everyday.
I've got a word or two. To say about the things that you do. You're telling all those lies. About the good things that we can have. If we close our eyes.
[Fisherman's Enemy]. . [Music: Tundra/Trollhorn, Lyrics: Wilska]. . Jag hrde en sng frn djupet.. Under vgen, vgen s hga.. Blset grtar som en kvinna. med en dd barn p hennes rygg..
Misty morning, clouds in the sky. Without warning, the wizard walks by. Casting his shadow, weaving his spell. Funny clothes, tinkling bell. . Never talking.
You got to appreciate. You got to be great. It's a wicked calibre. It's a little story. Some sonic glory. Control. Wicked satellite. Just right. . Harder than a gunshot.
Ett skri nu ekar, midnatten vrlar. Svart ondska, himmelen mlar. Brutit sig loss, sina bojor lmnat. Snart gamla onddd hmnat. . Marken skakar dr ropet hrs.