[Somnium / Katla]
Stigen leder hgre upp
Mot svarta bergens snvita topp
En del syn ny vntas kan
Styrka urldrig och
ra sann
Jag dper mitt sinne
I sanningens bck
Ur berget den rinna
Denna becksvarta dra
Ur isen en staty
Av makt
nu stiga
I nordiska natten
Tusen gon skina
Berget dna, kraft mig fylla
Denna urgud alla trollfolk hylla
Denna jord
denna kraft
Som nu visat sig
Denna makt som lovats
Frnekas ej
Ett spjut jag skall smida och vssa
Trollfolkens krona skall
pryda min hjssa
Den dag dock rda d jag heta kung
Rivfaders strvan 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!
