[music & lyrics: Trollhorn] Pesten kom fr?n S?der. F?r tusen ?r sen. R?ttor av den falska tron. Lik och d?d. Med sj?lar s? svarta. Som nattlig sky. Vi jagar dem horta. Varje g?ng. Vi strider till gryning. N?r varje troll har stupat. M?nniskopesten. Har ej plats h?r. Marken f?rgas r?d. Av kristna dr?gg. L?t blodbadet b?rja: D?, M?NNISKOPESTEN! Med blod och eld. ?r vi d?pta. Is och j?rn. Skapade v?r vagga. Vi rider med ulver. Mot kampen igen. M?nniskokok?tt. Det smakar mest. Marken f?rgas r?d. Av kristna dr?g. L?t blodbadet b?rja: D?, M?NNISKOPESTEN! Med blod och eld. Vi hugger ner dem. Blixtrande blad. Sl?cker sin t?rst. M?nniskopesten... Har ej plats h?r.M?nniskopesten... Ska slitas is?r. [English translation:] [Wind Journey / The Plague Of Mankind] The Plague came from the south A thousand years ago Rats of false gods Corpses and d**h With souls as black As the night sky We chase them away Every time We fight till sunrise When every troll has fallen The Plague of Mankind Has no place here The ground is colored red By Christian swine Let the bloodbath begin: DIE, PLAGUE OF MANKIND! With blood and fire We were baptized Ice and iron Created our cradle We ride with wolves To the fight again Human flesh Tastes the best The ground is colored red By Christian swine Let the bloodbath begin: DIE, PLAGUE OF MANKIND! With blood and fire We cut them down Flashing blade Quenching its thirst The plague of Mankind Has no place here The plague of Mankind Will be torn apart