and dreams provided by strong storms of bold beliefs and black souls of immortality the demons are dancing as we crawl up and out on our hands and faces
i stand up against my black sky glow in the light of the moon more and more as the unpure blood the skulls in my belt so does my sword runs off and down
Instrumental
en evig vandring et inderlig onske hos et lite barn et mektig barn et avkom av ild dette vesen skal tilkalle en makt som skal blafre i nordens mektige
, I am death My hammer crushes skulls and bones Screams of fear My swords thirst driwbs in blood Tears and begging for mercy I laugh and kill I am the
in shimmering circle of silver light by lightning, thunder, hail and wind i conjure thee in icy wind and spitting fire through flowing stream and ancient
mektige norskc sjeler bemorket av norronsk trollskhet ut av taakcslor, de vandret morke krigerske sjeler stolthet styrket av blod majestetisk krigersk
by our demons Of war and hurling storms These are human creatures Of a filthy and weak kind As we crawl up and out Of our cold earth with blood On our
Käännös: Sopor Aeternus. Ja niin Night Tuli.
of silver light In icy wind and spitting fire Through flowing stream and ancient mountain Thou alone dost see me By lightning, thunder, hail and wind
my torch high Up against my black sky The skulls in my belt Glow in the light of the moon As does my sword More and more as the unpure blood Runs off and
, where the outlines of history dissolve, lies the world of myths, it looses itself farther back into the mist of light where pictures appear and then
war, I am death My hammer crushes skulls and bones Screams of fear My sword thirst drowns in blood Tears and begging for mercy I laugh and kill I am
Mektige norske sjeler Bemorket av norronsk trollskhet Ut av taakeslor, de vandret Morke krigerske sjeler Stolthet styrket av blod Majestetisk krigerske
shape of black shadows And wind blown leaves It shall sweep the endless domain Snowflakes soar on the northern wind Figures transform to crystal and
En evig vandring Er inderlig onske Hos et lite barn Et miktig barn Er avkom av ild Dette vesen Skal tilkalle en makt Som skal blafre i nordens Mektige
Käännös: Aeturnus. ... Ja niin Yö Tuli.