I morket lyste en ensom flamme I kulda varmet ett ensomt bal Fibul-thul vinteren Viste ingen nade For verken gud eller beist. Jorda skjalv med voldsomme rykk Fra hulene kom frem Udyr som engang la i lenker. I ost og i vest, I nord og i sor, Reiste seg horder og fiender. Hver einherjer la stille og ventet Pa gull-hanens sang Som om morgenen ville vekke alle De som i slaget skulle do grusomt. Slaget som var sl*tten, Ragnarok. Denne natten var dommedagsnatten, Den siste natten de stolte guder Og de faele beist I dette liv sklle se. Morgenen var dommedag. Under en bleiksvart himmel I sno og storm Ventet de pa doden roligt og uten forakt Man lever mest i sine siste timer. ... skjebnen kan ikke ednres. Den ensomme flammen i morket Og det ensomme balet Sa mer liv i de siste timer Enn verden har sett i all tid; Nar doden venter er livet kjaerest. Natten blaser kaldere nar dagen aldri skal komme. Bortenfoir morket la solen's lik, Hun var forraedet av ulver. Vedsidenav blodde manen sitt siste blod, Vargens bitt satt sinne merker. Morket hersker, men ikke for alltid. Bortenfor morket venter Dommedagen pa sin tid. [English translation:] Doomsday's Night A lonely flame glowed in the dark A lonely fire gave warmth in the cold The fimbulwinter [also a concept from Old Norse mythology, a winter several times longer and harder than a regular winter] Showed no mercy To neither god nor beast The earth shook with violent tugs From the caves came forth Beasts that once were chained. In the east and west, In the north and south, Raised themselves hordes and foes. Every einherjer [the dead warriors of Valhalla] lay quiet and waited For the song of the golden rooster That in the morning would wake all Those would die cruelly. The battle that was the end, Ragnarok. This night was doomsdaynight, The last night the proud gods And the foul beasts In this lifetime would see. Morning was doomsday Under pale black sky In snow and storm They waited for d**h calmly and without contempt One lives the most during ones last hours. ...destiny cannot be changed. The lonely flame in the dark And the lonely fire Saw more life during the last hours Than the world had seen in all its time; When d**h awaits is life most precious. The night blows colder when Daytime shall never arrive. Beyond the darkness lay the corpse of the sun, She was betrayed by wolves, Beside bled the moon its last blood, The wolf's bite had left its marks. Darkness rules, but not forever. Beyond the darkness waits Doomsday for its time to come.