Fallen r ormen,
ned i djupet rmnad.
Fjttrad i bojor
smidda av eget hat.
Yngel avlade ur dess etter
p blodiga vingar
fallna.
Reningens eld flammar
ver land och hav
Regnet faller ver Midgrd,
etter spolas bort.
Skljer heliga
stenar;
renar lundars mark.
Solens strlar vcker liv
i hjrtats rrade mull.
Den falnande glden
flammar ter upp
Reningens eld
brinner ver land och hav.
I var man och kvinnas,
en renande eld
ter str vi hr
vid trdets
fot.
Lundar och salar
i sin forna prakt.
ring och fred,
starka band.
Grbens flje vandrar ter
i stilla natt
Reningens eld
brinner ver land och hav.
I var man och kvinnas,
en renande eld
Reningens eld
brinner ver land
och hav.
I var man och kvinnas,
en renande eld
[Translate to English:]
Fallen is the serpent
Descended into the
deep
Fettered in shackles
Forged by its own hatred
Imps spawned from its venom
On bloody wings fallen
The fire of cleansing
flames
Over land and sea...
The rain falls over Midgaard
Venom is rinsed away
Washed holy stones
Cleanses the ground of
holy groves
The sun's rays awakens life
In the scarred soil of the heart
The dying embers
Flame up again...
The fire of
purification
Burns over land and sea
In every man and woman's soul, a cleansing fire...
Once again we stand here
At the
foot of the tree
Groves and halls
In their splendour of old
Yield and peace
Strong bonds
The band of the Wolf wanders once
more, in the silent night...
The fire of purification
Burns over land and sea
In every man and woman's soul, a cleansing
fire...
