1. Raven Eyes

Black shapes cross the sky
Once guardians of the pagan kingdom
Christian men took our land
But they did not take our pride

Ravens wont give you any blame
'Cause no words shall be said
They will just rip out your eyes
And eat your precious heart

Raven eyes watch from the sky
You better stay in the shadows
You better stay unseen

Crusaders of the cross rape the pagan land
A father and his son watch the troops
Knights in shining armour and horses to carry their gold
"Oh, please father, let me be a christian knight"

Crusaders of the cross rape the pagan land
A raven and his son watch from above
Wimps in womens clothing and mules to carry their shit
"Oh, please father, let me rip their eyes out"

перевод: "Глаза ворона" (Alex Thorn) »

2. Vargavinter

Vargavinter – asars vrede...
Vargavinter – vinden pinar...
Vargavinter – frosten dödar...

Länge har de vilat ut i Asgårds starka famn
Länge de glömda varit av Midgårds nya folk

Inga böner hjälper deras nya gud
Ty han har frusit ihjäl
Hans ljus kommer att släckas...

Vargavinter – asars vrede...
Vargavinter – vinden pinar...
Vargavinter – frosten dödar...

3. Set Sail To Plunder

A viking and his warriors built a dragonship
They're going out to conquer a feeble land
Heavily armed with swords, axes and shields
The swedes set sail for weaker ground

Chanting hymns of Tyr, of Odin and of Thor
A viking shall but win, berserker deep inside

The warriors spotted land, treasure hunt is at hand
Nobodys life will remain when they leave this shattered ground
Without any fear, they walked in from the shore
Mead is in the vikings to bring rageous attack

Take them all, slay them all spare just one
One to tell the story about a storming inferno

Men from the north brought despair to the foreign land
Treasure they now have to bring back home
Villages were harmed and burnt, but vikings got their goods
All the gold and treasures found their way to Sweden

One should have seen how they crushed all their foes
No damn warning for the pitiful scums
They died within minutes when the great warriors came
Children were drowned and women were raped

Oh, how the lust of the vikings was great
All their enemies met such a dreadful fate

Smoke is rising to the sky, the village lies deserted
Footsteps in the ashes, the only memory of the vikings raid
The only sound that is heard is from vikings counting gold
Not a single child in the village lived to grow old

перевод: "Поднимая парус для грабежа" (Alex Thorn) »

4. Ur Askan Ett Rike

Norden hon stod, vacker och stolt en gång i en annan tid
Heligt blod flöt igenom hennes hud och släckte hennes törst

Norden hon ligger, förkastad och förnekad i vår kristna nutid

En ny tid stundade och förslavad hon blev
Strypt av den svage med sitt kors
Ur askan av vårt hednaland, vi reser oss och igen:
Hans tro mot svärdets makt

Ur askan ett rike

Tig och lyd du kristne fan
Ned på knä och be
Oden länge i vrede stått
Men nu skall örnar få mat

Den kristnes tro är nu ett minne blott
Och örnar sin föda fått
Lammet har svultit och finns ej mer
En framtid i det förgångna vi nu ser
I segertåg vi vandrar med Oden först
Hon har återfått sin törst

5. Celebration Of Our Victory

Torn and bloody our clothes they are
As we march home from a battle afar
Victorious we were, the raven's were with us
A glorious triumph was reached by dusk

We drink our mead in the light of the funeral pyre
Just as the flames, our cups are raised higher and higher
We drink to our brothers who in this battle have fallen
We hail thee, whom the god's have callen

Back in the village my woman awaits me
The fairest of women with a flaming desire
Her grace is to be seen by none but me

My scarred heart is burning like fire
Tonight is the night of viking's celebration
A celebration of our glorious victory
A victory that was surely not our first
And certainly not the last

перевод: "Торжество нашей победы" (Alex Thorn) »

6. A Burning Arrow

A burning arrow flew towards the sky
To symbolize the fierce ones
To manifest their pride
Torches glows and axemen sings their rhyme
Eternal damnation for bastard souls

The lust for blood are spread among our lines
All you can hear, a thousands battlecry
Our pagan force make blood run down their spines
The fury in our minds burns like Hel tonight

The ground below are shaking
As we burst on through the night
Thor swing thine hammer
In your honour we will fight

перевод: "Пылающая стрела" (Alex Thorn) »

7. En Döende Mans Förbannelse

Med sargad kropp, men en själ så stark
Jag ligger på frusen mark
Snön färgas sakta röd, ett sista tecken på min död

"Kloka korpar skall klösa dina ögon,
när i höga galgen du hänger"

Du min baneman, ditt namn jag känner
Död mans förbannelse dig aldrig lämnar
Ett sista sätt att hämnas

"Norves dotter, dig skall sluka
Nattens fasor du skall lida"

Frusen och döende jag ligger i snön
Jag förbannar din usla själ
Nornor hör mig, låt min baneman få lida
Underjordens alla smärtor

8. Hednaland

Jag har länge vandrat på denna stig
Jag har sett hednars och kristnas krig
Jag har stolt vandrat vidare
Jag har varit en ensam krigare

Skogen verkade vara ändlös
Skogen som aldrig skulle bli
Lurad av vite krists hyckleri
Nu verkar skogen vara döende
Skövlad av goda män i blindo
Förblindade av en falsk gud

Nu när ni överlämnat oss
Till prästers galenskap
Vi inte längre får slåss
Vi är fast i fångenskap
Men vi ger aldrig upp
Vi skall kämpa för vår tro
Ty valkyria till Odin oss tar
Vår allsmäktige enögde far

9. Wotan's Fire

The fire that burns in the hall of the slain
Is the wrath of the speargod himself
The allseing father
God of gods, for wisdom he gave his eye

Betrayers will burn, betrayers will die
His light will never fade
Deny your origins, deny your belief
And die by the everlasting fire...

His fire is stronger than steel
You can try to save your empire
Your wounds will never heal
Try to run from Wotan's fire

Tyrfing's blade will reach you all
And slay the ones in our way
We are the army of the north
The army of pride
Which is never to fall

The call of the gods are our call into war
And we will stay and fight
We bring the fire of metal, we bring the fire of hate
So die by Wotan's fire

перевод: "Огонь Вотана" (Alex Thorn) »

10. Going Berserk

Heated by the strongest of mead my blood is boiling
There exists no fear in a berserker in battle
Oh, how sweet my enemy is recoiling
His brothers have abandoned him
They're running like cattle

Going berserk – as I rush into battle
Going berserk – as I feel the smell of blood
Going berserk – as I crush your skull
Going berserk – I am high on death

All my foes are terrified by the hatred in my eyes
For me this is passion and lust
For them it is nought but fear
All realize my might, i a berserker born of fire and ice
As they go against me they know they'll never meet their dear

перевод: "Идет берсерк" (Alex Thorn) »