| Et dystert Aasyn over emansipert Siѓ¦l jeg hѓ¦ver
| A Gloomy Aasyn over Emancipated Soul I Raise
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| alterert af hint varme Blod i Sneen hen
| altered by that warm Blood in the Snow
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| i Sorgens Omfavnelse jeg knytter blodige Nѓ¦ver
| In the Embrace of Sorrow I clench bloody Fists
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| under en grѓҐdende Himmel, kun een red Hiem
| under a weeping Heaven, only one red Heaven
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| Thi Ginnunga-Gab stѓҐr over mig i Kvѓ¦ld
| For Ginnunga-Gab is staring at me tonight
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| og vred Tor harmer en rystende Moder Jord
| and angry Thor mourns a trembling Mother Earth
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| Svѓ¦rget ved Graven, min Viv
| Sworn by the Grave, my Viv
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| Blodhevn
| Revenge
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| Maatte jeg beskikke mit Liv
| May I dispose of my life
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| Blodhevn
| Revenge
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| For al Tid at erindre hvor De mѓҐtte lide
| For all time to remember where you might like
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| under Hvide-Krists Staal dit Liv om at bѓde
| under the White Christ Steel your life to both
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| ei lod konverteres, forgiѓ¦ves skulle stride
| a lot is converted, forgiven should fight
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| fѓlge dig jeg skal om Hel jeg maa mѓde
| follow you I must about Hel I must meet
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| Hvor Nattens Fyrste trolig blѓҐser ud min Ild
| Where the Prince of the Night probably blows out my Fire
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| jeg tѓrrer Hѓ¦nderne for Dug, min faldne Bror
| I'm wiping my hands for dew, my fallen brother
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| Svѓ¦rget ved Graven, min Viv
| Sworn by the Grave, my Viv
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| Blodhevn
| Revenge
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| Maatte jeg beskikke mit Liv
| May I dispose of my life
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| Blodhevn
| Revenge
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| Vinden gialder forgylt mѓ¦lt af vaare stoute Fѓ¦dre
| The wind is gilded measured by our naughty Fathers
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| Hin Elegi svѓber Maaneskin i Lѓd af Blod
| The Elegy swipes the Moonlight in the Sound of Blood
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| Disse Faldne med Nidkiѓ¦rhed jeg vil atter hѓ¦dre
| These Fallen with Zeal I will hear again
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| under reiste Stene til ѓ¦re de hviler i Ro | during the Stones rose in honor of the rest in Tranquility |