[Somnium / Katla]
Stigen leder h?gre upp
Mot svarta bergens sn?vita topp
En ?del syn ny v?ntas kan
Styrka ur?ldrig och ?ra sann
Jag d?per mitt sinne
I sanningens b?ck
Ur berget den rinna
Denna becksvarta ?dra
Ur isen en staty
Av makt nu stiga
I nordiska natten
Tusen ?gon skina
Berget d?na, kraft mig fylla
Denna urgud alla trollfolk hylla
Denna jord denna kraft
Som nu visat sig
Denna makt som lovats
F?rnekas ej
Ett spjut jag skall smida och v?ssa
Trollfolkens krona skall pryda min hj?ssa
Den dag dock r?da d? jag heta kung
Rivfaders str?van m? vara tung
Kung ?ver folken av troll!
[English translation:]
The Story Of Birth
The path leads higher up
Towards the black mountain's snow-white summit
A majestic view awaits
Ancient strength and true honor
I baptize my soul
In the stream of truth
Through the mountain it runs
This artery black as night
Out of the ice a statue
Of power, now rises
In the Nordic night
A thousand eyes shine
The mountain roars, fills me with might
This ancient God all the Troll tribes hail
This soil, this might
That has now showed itself
The power that was promised
Is not denied
A spear I will forge and sharpen
The crown of the Trolls shall perch on my head
The day now reigns, when I am called King
Rivfader's goal may yet be heavy.
King of the tribes of Trolls!