Med skrik och skr?n som tusen korpars rop.
Vi sliter oss fram ut ur berg och grop
Klor va**a som sv?rd, k?ftar lik ulvens
Fram kommer v?ttar, smaka v?r eld
Vi dricka ert blod, v?r livets saft
S? mycket av det, vi inte p? ?rtusenden haft
Blod och lik nordens kanter randa
Vi ?r h?r, Vi ?r h?r. V?TTEANDA
?gon lysa bland skuggor, n?bb och klo
K?tt skall slitas f?r okristen tro
Of?tt barn och havande kvinna
de smaka b?st i nattens dimma
RIV,BR?DER,RIV!
RIV,BR?DER,RIV!
RIV,BR?DER,RIV!
[Goblins awaken from the bowels of the earth and destroy the villages and cities of the north. Feasting on humans for the first time in thousand years, they prefer the unborn and their carrying mothers. The bodies are piled along the boundaries of the northern lands.]
[English translation:]
[Gnome Spirit]
With screams and howls thousand ravens call
We blaze our trail out from the mountain and holes
Claws like swords, jaws of wolves
Towards come gnomes, tasting our flames
We drink your blood, our life sap
For the first time in a millenium
Blood and corpses mark the boundaries
We are here, we are here. GNOME SPIRIT
Eyes shine amongs the forest, beak and jaw
Flesh shall be torn for the unhallowed throne
Stillborn childs and carrying mothers
They taste the best in the mist of the night
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR!