1. Valhall Awaits Me
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
Right before I turn around
He falls to his knees
A clear song rings in the blades
When steel meets hardened steel
I hear the sound of wood that breaks
A sword cut through my shield
I drop the shield and grab my axe
A weapon in each fist
The first blow makes the helmet crack
The axe cut to the teeth
I rip the axe from the head
covered in blood and brains
Leave the body lying dead
Ready to strike again
My sword cuts through clothes and skin
Like a hot knife cuts through snow
I smile as the bastard screams
when I twist my sword
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead
I raise my axe above my head
My eyes turned furious rage
Yet more blood will be shed
This is a victorious day!
Blood gushes from the wound
The cut is wide and deep
As they turn around
I fall to my knees
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead
Sword in my hand
Axe on my side
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead
перевод:
"Вальхалла Ждёт Меня"
(Silent Nidhogg)
2. Runes To My Memory
We hold the rivers of the Eastern trail
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this hostile land
Constantly on guard
Ready to fight and defend
Ours ships 'til the bitter end
We came under attack
I received a deadly wound
A spear was forced into my back
Still I fought on
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
Now here I lie on the river bank
A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone
I tilt my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by
Like blood runs from my wound
Here I lie on wet sand
I will not make it home
I clench my sword in my hand
Say farewell to those I love
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Place my weapons by my side
For the journey to Hall up high
When I am dead
Lay me in a mound
Raise a stone for all to see
Runes carved to my memory
перевод:
"В Рунах Память Обо Мне"
(Silent Nidhogg)
3. Asator
Thunder rolls across the plains
Thor rides in pouring rain
He rides to Jotumheim to fight
Lightning strikes when Mjцllnir bites
Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His rage is pure, see the lightning strike
Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His hate is pure, see the lightning strike
Lightning cracks the blackened sky
hear the thunder chariot ride
All brave men with hearts of war
Ride the path of mighty Thor
Son of thunder, lighting strikes, son of thunder!
Son of thunder, Thor arise, son of thunder!
Son Of Oden
Thundergod
Master of War
Asator!
Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His rage is pure, see the lightning strike
Fire!
Burning in his eyes
Fire!
His hate is pure, see the lightning strike
перевод:
"Асатор"
(Silent Nidhogg)
4. Hermod's Ride To Hel (Lokes Treachery Part 1)
Hermod:
"Ride, Sleipner!
Ride for all you're worth
Faster than lightning
To the dark realms of the world"
Through valley's of darkness
On our way to Nifelheim
To the halls of Hel
Where my brother awaits
Wailing Voices on the wind
Urging me to turn
Distant tortured screams
Cold blue fires burn
I hear the sound of river Gjoll
Running cold and deep
Its golden bridge shines in the dark
The bridge Modgud keeps
Over the bridge, on through the night
Hel is getting near
There are the gates towering high
Afflicting me with fear
In her hall, at the honoured seat
My brother sits in pain
Pale and tortured Balder Greats
Bound by invisible chains
Hermod:
"I have come to bring him back with me
The whole world mourns his death
Please set Balder
free
Give him back his breath!"
Hel:
"If it's true, what you say to me
That the whole world mourns his death
If the whole world will weep
I will give him back his breath."
перевод:
"Поездка Хермода К Хель"
(Silent Nidhogg)
5. Gods Of War Arise
Darkness flees the rising sun
The village lies ahead
It will wake to a new day soon
Soon they'll all be dead
We came in cover of moonless night
Fifty men at arms
Now at first morning light
The church bell sounds the alarm
Sacrifice to Gods of old
Bleed them of their lives
Fresh blood on our swords
Gods of war arise
Sacrifice to Gods of old
Bleed them of their lives
Fresh blood on our swords
Gods of war arise
Hear the tortured screams
Shattering the air
They awake from soothing dreams
Into their worst nightmare
Fire sweeps their homes
They feel the dragon's breath
Consuming and destructive flames
Agonising death
Some seek shelter in the church
A refuge for those with faith
But we know how to smoke them out
A pyre will be raised
But those who choose to stand and fight
Will die with dignity
For the unfortunate few who survive
Waits a life in slavery
The day draws to an end
The night comes dark and cold
We return to our ships
With silver, slaves and gold
We gave them agony
As they fell and die
The Gods have granted victory
For our sacrifice
перевод:
"Вознесение Богов Войны"
(Silent Nidhogg)
6. With Oden On Our Side
Darkness flees the rising sun
The village lies ahead
It will wake to a new day soon
Soon they'll all be dead
We came in cover of moonless night
Fifty men at arms
Now at first morning light
The church bell sounds the alarm
Sacrifice to Gods of old
Bleed them of their lives
Fresh blood on our swords
Gods of war arise
Sacrifice to Gods of old
Bleed them of their lives
Fresh blood on our swords
Gods of war arise
Hear the tortured screams
Shattering the air
They awake from soothing dreams
Into their worst nightmare
Fire sweeps their homes
They feel the dragon's breath
Consuming and destructive flames
Agonising death
Some seek shelter in the church
A refuge for those with faith
But we know how to smoke them out
A pyre will be raised
But those who choose to stand and fight
Will die with dignity
For the unfortunate few who survive
Waits a life in slavery
The day draws to an end
The night comes dark and cold
We return to our ships
With silver, slaves and gold
We gave them agony
As they fell and die
The Gods have granted victory
For our sacrifice
перевод:
"И Один За Нашими Спинами"
(Silent Nidhogg)
7. Cry Of The Black Birds
Raise your swords up high
See the black birds fly
Let them hear your rage
Show no fear
Attack!
Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die
The ground trembles under us as we make our thunder charge
The pounding hooves strikes blinding fear into their hearts
Our helmets shine in the sun as we near their wall of shields
Some of them turn and run when they hear our frenzied screams
Draw your swords to strike
Hear the black birds cry
Let them feel your hate
Show no fear
Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die
The enemies are in disarray ride them down as they run
Send them to their violent graves, don't spare anyone
Dead and wounded lie all around see the pain in their eyes
Over the field an eerie sound, as we hear the raven's cry
перевод:
"Зов Чёрных Птиц"
(Silent Nidhogg)
8. Under The Northern Star
The icy winter is creeping near
Dark skies above us
Buting frost is in the air
Darkness surrounds us
The cold, piercing autumn breeze
Fills the longship sail
Soon the lakes and seas will freeze
And snow will lay its veil
Many years we've been away
The oceans we have roamed
Now the north star guides us on our way
As we are headed home
The many hardships we've endured
Have brought us rich reward
Now the north star guides us home
With cargo full of gold
Many friends died on the way
Only few of us survived
But I would gladly take their place
In Oden's hall up high
The icy winter is creeping near
Dark skies above us
Biting frost is in the air
Darkness surrounds us
Soon the lakes and seas will freeze
Snow will lay its veil
And we will long for the summer breeze
When we can set our sails
перевод:
"Под Северной звездой"
(Silent Nidhogg)
9. Prediction Of Warfare
Ships of the dead
Weapons and shields
Sails were raised
We're heading out to sea!
.. this man in the east
Our journey had begun
Helpfull winds gave us our speed
Under a warming sun
Heading to the.. land
A fleet of 50 ships
A army of.., led by the king
...arising, dark and ferous
...across...
That night I was haunted by dreams
An omen, of what was to come
The serpent arose from the sea
Ready to strike
With hammer in hand
The serpent in pain, twisting in furious rage!
Fought for its live
The serpent escaped
Thor was in rage
..My dreams began to fade..
.. of my dreams
Sword in my hand
The break of dawn
Closing in on Irish land
Time to attack
.. our shields
We came ashore
And saw the waiting horde
The fight was short and deadly intense
The Irish fought us well
But as we gained the upperhand
Their fighting spirit dwelled
Ready to strike
With swords in our hands
The.. with heart
The Irish fell to our..
Fought for his live
The king escaped
With fury divine
.. his sword
перевод:
"Пророчество О Войне"
(Silent Nidhogg)