[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!