Yesterday never died - it just went into hiding It lies slumbering at the bottom of a deep, dark lake Hidden in the woods of my time There was no path
To be blessed by an ocean Takes it's pain and sacrifice To reach where I am destined Takes an old man's life With blood I soak my idols With Pride I
Jag har lA¤nge vandrat pA? denna stig Jag har sett hednars och kristnas krig Jag har stolt vandrat vidare Jag har varit en ensam krigare Skogen verkade
The long, hard yers at sea, have taken their toll on me For thirteen winters and a spring, I have been so far away So far, far away from the place I
Ett tecken for Svearikets styrka En symbol for svunnen prakt Enande for oss som funnit nordens sanna styrka Enande for oss som arar svunnen makt Den
They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found. They marched him to the station
In primordial times, when Ginnungagap empty stared Before Ymers death, before our triumphant dominion There was nothing No sea, no waves No earth, no
Vapnare under nordens baner Framat - Nidingblod ar ert elixir Av jord ar niding kommen Jord skall niding ater varda Drakens ornament i hallen gloda Till
Black shapes cross the sky Once guardians of the pagan kingdom Christian men took our land But they did not take our pride Ravens wont give you any blame
Sprungen ur kosmos I dans SamvetslA¶s men dA¶md Innan liv hA¤r blott mA¶rker fanns Din kraft till synes gA¶md Din njorde skola blomstra I prakt PA? din
A viking and his warriors built a dragonship They're going out to conquer a feeble land Heavily armed with swords, axes and shields The swedes set sail
Welcome to plunge into this storm Where warlords ride, and kill with pride The smell of rage, this ancient hate That has been in wait Before the torture
Distrust rules in Asgards heart Farbautes son is spinning his web With laughter, lies and malicous acts Infecting our divine paradise But we can not
LA¤nge nog har era maskA¤tna huvuden vilat pA? era veka axlar En lA¤ngtande kA¤nsla sprider sig I mina nA¤var och lustan brinner Klinga stolt nA¤r ben
Vargavinter - asars vrede... Vargavinter - vinden pinar... Vargavinter - frosten dodar... Lange har de vilat ut i Asgards starka famn Lange de glomda
Slutligen foll jag pa kampavallen men sorgen varar ej hos en krigare fallen Som foda at korparna jag foll men svardet mitt i handen jag holl Valkyriors
shores Axemaster and berserker without remorse Warrior... The might and courage he possesed Are in treason times qualities opressed Firever... Underworld dweller Arise and tyrannize Thyrfing
