I Hordaland ska hrmenn fella blot Mannablot te Herjans hr Nidingverk e Starkads bot Grimme gamle halvtrolls bane-brodd Harde hirdmanns lodd Starkads
wail! Not to lament in was Valhalla made The wind as fresh as the air is clear The greatest of men are here All einherjer in Odin's court Fare to fight
Axe-age kstid Sword-age Sverdtid Wolf-age Vargtid I saw the doombringer coming to call In form of the blind And the arrow of fraud Pierced through the
False peace None my friend in word Batteling bards None my friend in word Bloodshed Ill nature comes to pass War gods Ill nature comes to pass Loke Untame
Hear me Doom-bringers Pale-bleak spawn of Hel Await the seething tidea?¦ As a venomous omen An eagle pecks at the dead Its beak dripping blooda?¦ At
[Lyrics by Frode Glesnes] [Music by Gerhard Storesund] In a silvershield of frost Her realm proudly shimmers Icy wastes and massive mist Embraced by
[Lyrics by Frode Glesnes] [Music by Gerhard Storesund & Frode Glesnes] Wounded I hung on a wind-swept gallows For nights all of nine Pierced by a spear
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Hear me Doom-bringers Pale-bleak spawn of Hel Await the seething tide? As a venomous omen An eagle pecks at the dead Its beak dripping blood? At dusk
Feel the of taste of hate release its bitterness Caught up in a place to face the fate From below taken, trapped and tied in chains Serpent spewing venom
I Hordaland ska h?rmenn fella blot Mannablot te Herjans h?r Nidingverk e Starkads bot Grimme gamle halvtrolls bane-brodd Harde hirdmanns lodd Starkads
Axe-age Okstid Sword-age Sverdtid Wolf-age Vargtid I saw the doombringer coming to call In form of the blind And the arrow of fraud Pierced through the
Horr de rir et rykte sorfra Herskjold og herda oddar herje Kampkloke, hissige kjolskodde hestar Spydver i vente Med dragar i stavnen Malmsterke udyr
Ormens strid va hard Jernvapen skrangla mot skallar Longspyd luta for liv a ta Regn av ildpiler falt I Odins gny Jernvapen skalv Broddar brant blodig
Galders great, nine Boltorn gave Nine lays of might Drank the draught of Kvasir?s blood Mead Divine Word from word gave words to me And throve full well
Djupe skogen, Loke-skrall Jotun frista hammar-skrall Mjollne brest hugens hallar Fjell og dalar drottens dronne-kall I Utgard; Ake-Tor Folget raka Jotun