| Vindar blҐser ¶ver det m¤ktiga landskapet som h¤rjat av blod
| Winds blow over the mighty landscape ravaged by blood
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| ¤nnu str¤cker ut sina vid str¤ckta armar l¤ngs med berg ochmed flod
| Still extends its with outstretched arms along mountains and by river
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| Sargad mot d¶den jag nu gҐr fram
| Sargad against the death I now proceed
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| M¶rker; | Darkness; |
| nu tog mig mot
| now took me towards
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| Natt t¤cker min kropp, sm¤rtan f¶r mig bort
| Night covers my body, the pain takes me away
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| Portar jag ser, m¶rkrets ¶gon ler
| Gates I see, the eyes of darkness smile
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| Svavar genom portarnasv¤lkomma stillhet;
| Hovering through the gates welcome silence;
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| mot m¶rker jag gҐ
| against darkness I go
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| Kastas in i d¶dens sҐ m¤ktiga visdom;
| Thrown into the mighty wisdom of death;
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| d¤r gl¶mska bo
| where forgetful living
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| M¶rkrets tid kom fram och mottag nu mitt blod
| The time of darkness came and now receive my blood
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| M¶rkrets herrar sprid er visdom pҐ vҐr jord
| The lords of darkness spread out wisdom on our earth
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| Nya tider kallar; | New times call; |
| m¶rkrets tid
| the time of darkness
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| Redan blodet kallnar; | Already the blood cools; |
| f¶r mig dit
| for me there
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| Vidstr¤ckta landskap; | Vast landscapes; |
| f¶d mig
| feed me
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| Storhet skall nalkas; | Greatness must be approached; |
| f¶d mig
| feed me
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| Natt t¤cker min kropp, sm¤rtan f¶r mig bort
| Night covers my body, the pain takes me away
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| Portar jag ser, m¶rkrets ¶gon ler
| Gates I see, the eyes of darkness smile
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| I m¶rker blodet fl¶da; | In darkness the blood flows; |
| f¶r mitt liv till ett h¶gre plan
| for my life to a higher plane
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| SҐ svart hatet gl¶da; | So black hatred glow; |
| bryter band till jordiska plan | breaks ties to earthly planes |