Lyrics of En Döende Mans Förbannelse - Thyrfing

En Döende Mans Förbannelse (original)

Med sargad kropp, men en sjal sa stark
Jag ligger pa frusen mark
Snon fargas sakta rod, ett sista tecken pa min dod
«Kloka korpar skall klosa dina ogon, nar i hoga galgen du hanger»
Du min baneman, ditt namn jag kanner
Dod mans forbannelse dig aldrig lamnar
Ett sista satt att hamnas
«Norves dotter, dig skall sluka
Nattens fasor du skall lida»
Frusen och doende jag ligger i snon
Jag forbannar din usla sjal
Nornor hor mig, lat min baneman fa lida
Underjordens alla smartor

(translation)

With scarred body, but a shawl so strong
I'm lying on frozen ground
The snow is slowly turning red, a last sign of my death
"Wise ravens shall claw your eyes when in the high gallows you hang"
You my track man, your name I know
The curse of the dead man never leaves you
One last sat to end up
«Norve's daughter, you shall devour
The horrors of the night you will suffer »
Frozen and dying I am lying in the snow
I curse your lousy shawl
Norns hear me, let my baneman suffer
All the smart things in the underworld