Fran en tid da allt var gryning.
Den tid som mnniskobarn glmt.
Som en gyttja fran urtids famn.
En tid ingen kan, en tid
utan namn.
I grottans djup ni legat da.
Nr trollfolk i vildmarken steg.
Da var ni i talen fa.
Da mitt folk gick ytans
vg.
En svart hemlighet i forntids skygga.
Dold i glmska nu stenen lro mej.
Om trollkungens krig mot en giftig sugga.
Ty
stenen viska den ljuga ej.
Ur sanningens klla jag tar min ddssup.
Den fylla mina lungor, den fylla min trut.
Ur sanningens
klla, dunkel och djup.
[English translation:]
Song
From a time when everything was dawning
The time the human
children have forgotten
Like mud from the embrace of time in memoriam
A time no one knows, a time without a name
In the deep
caves you were lying
When trollkind roamed the wilderness
You were few in numbers
When my people went to the surface
A
black secret in the shadows of ancient times
Forgotten knowledge the rocks now teach me
About the Trollking's war against a
poisonous pig
The stone whispers, but it tells no lie
From the well of truth I now take my drink of death
It fills my lungs,
it fills my snout
From the well of truth
Darkness and depth
