Il est deja 9 heures et j'me balance au bout d'mon coeur... Il n'a jamais fait si froid ! Il est deja 9 heures, et j'm'en balance et j'ai pas peur...
cold earth of our cold earth with blood creeping on the path clinging to the fairytale which the call religion they are slayed by our demons of war and
my pale soul on one of my bold mountains shines under my moon i hold my torch high i stand up against my black sky glow in the light of the moon more
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en evig vandring et inderlig onske hos et lite barn et mektig barn et avkom av ild dette vesen skal tilkalle en makt som skal blafre i nordens mektige
Bloodred sky Bloodred fields The sun in its last breath Providing the shadows of the trees A moment to dance before death Still - Their makers dance In
in shimmering circle of silver light by lightning, thunder, hail and wind i conjure thee in icy wind and spitting fire through flowing stream and ancient
mektige norskc sjeler bemorket av norronsk trollskhet ut av taakcslor, de vandret morke krigerske sjeler stolthet styrket av blod majestetisk krigersk
You say you want to be buried beneath the mango tree Where every northern summer you'll come back to life You say you want your ashes mixed up with your
An old weak gray man on the hill Alone, sad he looks down, down the vale He remembers the old days, shadows of past The old days, memories he's lost
[R?derer, Scharf / Krull] An old weak, grey man on the hill Alone, sad he looks down, down the vale He remembers the old days, shadows of past The old
Cold earth Blackened souls blessed by etenity Dwelling under unholy ground Forbidden thoughts and dreams Provided by strong storms Of bold beliefs and
Vertimas: Aeturnus. ... Ir taip Naktinis Tapo.
Vertimas: Siaubingai. Dangaus Tekintos Raudona.
Vertimas: Spor Aeternus. Todėl naktį tapo.
In shimmering circles of silver light In icy wind and spitting fire Through flowing stream and ancient mountain Thou alone dost see me By lightning,
My pale soul Shines under my moon On one of my bold mountains I stand I hold my torch high Up against my black sky The skulls in my belt Glow in the