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!