Testo Eld (Englisch)

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...