Finntroll - Slaget Vid Blodslv lyrics

[Trollhorn / Katla] Nu r?r sig skogen sj?lv Tusen troll g?r som en Inget ljud inte en viskan h?rs Krigssvin ?ver ?lven k?rs Snart ska de strida Yxan mot skyn nu h?js Panik och r?dsla Nu se kristim?n b?js P? trollherrens tryne nu stiga ett grin Han h?jer sin yxa, han piskar sitt svin Ansikten vrids till ilska andra vrids till skr?ck N?r trollens arm? rider fram I en storm av blod och tr?ck S? faller man efter man S? viner en vind av blod och lem Mindre dock av dem troll som skyddar sina hem Som av ett under m?tes de Kung av Jehovas folk, de som be Och trollherrens yxa sjunker nu Och av ett m?ktig slag kungen huggas itu [English translation:] The Battle Of Blods?lv (River Of Blood) Now the forest is moving A thousand trolls march as one Not a sound, not a whisper heard Beasts of war are taken across the river Soon they will fight The axe ready to strike Panic and fear Now Christ's men bend On the Troll Lord's face now a smile He raises his axe, he drives his beast forward Expressions turn to anger, others to fear The army of Trolls push forward In a storm of blood and feces Now man after man falls Now a wind of blood and bodies Few trolls fall, when they are defending their homes Like a miracle they met King of Jehovah's people, they who pray And the Troll Lord's axe now in one fell swoop The King severed in half by the mighty blow.