[incl. Outro "Perkulator"]. . [Tekst: Trad.]. . [104]. Jotungubben eg fann. er no attende komen. der f ting eg teiande fekk. med mange ord. eg mykje til gagn.
Eg helsar stova med høgsinn. Der ho byr meg inn i flammar og sjø. I heile si prakt og galskap. ...Trygg vert berre han som tør. Heim- til ei stjerneverd av sølv.
He sees his world through the crystal state of departure. The hooves echo the approach of the third coming. On it's back a goddess with shining black armour.
Hanen fall om på tunet. Før han rakk gala. -Men eg kjende tida. . Hesten hang i slitte taumar. Med utakk piska inn i augo. -Men eg makta å trekke plogen.
Born into oblivion. Without the fear. -of existing all alone. . Later comes the acquisition - forced upon. The solitude. Now loneliness. The god now submerged in a game of guilt.
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Lyrics by Grutle 1993/96. Bring forth your sacrifice. The winter can last for long. Show them honor. Servants of Frey. Let the blood flow. On his pride.
Have you ever seen beyond the reach?. Have you ever felt the change?. Visions from an altered state. They conceal and relevate. . Communing once again with Gods.
Pallid it hangs. In awe of amusement. Litany swarm. Bleak I say are the crutches of the assembly. And flies cling to it. More so ever the fingers to animate.
A new sound heard throughout the land. From which the spirits had left ages ago. Sacrifice and honour replaced by betrayal and usurpers. A trail of sweat and blood, a gathering to the pagan.
Navigation by the fires of the dead world. Towards the shores of Reogenesis. . Navigation by the fires of dead worlds. Towards the shores of Reogenesis.
This journey without movement. Heading out for no man's land. The way ahead my only ally. Early hours, in the silence. . This credence keeps me upright.
On the balcony she beholds and longs. Queen of the ice desolates. Alone and weeping she bears the sorrow. Queen of the ice desolates. . In the land where day is night and night is day.
Lyrics: Ivar Bjrnson 1993. On the balcony she beholds and longs. -Queen of the Ice Desolates. Alone and weeping she bears the sorrow. -Queen of the Ice Desolates.
Across the scorched fields of fathers land. In each step an abyss is built. Through misty dreams he touched her hand. The boar is dead. . Its blood is spilt.
Awaiting my death, gasping for air. The relief emerge, the mistress so fair. . Don't abandon me, please grant me life. I embrace your powers, higher wisdom's wife.
Buskapen åt hyrden. Og svalt smilande i hjel. Beitet fann dei ikkje. . Du elsa din neste,. Og åt di eiga mor. Tapar i eigen strid. Herre i eigne lenker.
Ein jotne skrik i lengsel. Aesar druknar i banesår. I sterke armar veks. Gangar full av råte. Fjella let seg ikkje. Lenger løfte. . Berre trellen eig.
The age of the wolf is the age of the sword. . Son of the earth, father of despair, lurking. And ever searching to end his thirst. Strength reborn in the streams of cold blood.
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